Lyrics: Jay A. Seals and Glenn Stewart
Music: Jay A. Seals and Blue Turtle Seduction

Fog on the head and quickly it spreads, down through
your fingers and toes.
Clarity of thought is somewhere lost in a place that
nobody knows.
Caught in a haze of uncertainty’s gaze and tempted by a touch of hell.
And breaking my back on some old fool’s track, listening to “Time will Tell.”

There isn’t really anything left to do, but to wander
back home.
So go ahead take a leap of faith, cause all
roads lead to Rome.

Seven years and a whole lot of beers, tangled in one
hell of a knot.
Try to justify, pages of alibis for something that
was long forgot.
And these paper walls, how quickly they fall, into a pile of ash.
Then a sweep of the broom, black heart and doom, bag and sack straight to the trash.
 
I had a dream that I was falling at an incredible speed.
My mind did ache and my body did shake when I
landed on my hands and knees.
A little roughed up, but I’m tough enough, to have survived the squeeze.
Well its time to throw down, turn it around, slip into the party with ease.

Always a reason like the changing seasons chapters open and close.
Some sort of song keeps on drifting along down through your
fingers and toes.
There are those who say it’s a healing way to leave it all behind.
And I’m looking at you to make it through for some
sort of peace of mind.