Nightfall in the city Coming from nowhere And the day is gone Going nowhere ... Not feeling hungry He felt cold Sitting in a corner In an empty room ... When the rain falls In the loneliest nights Remember that always ... fog
" Grief is my companion, It takes me by the hand, And walks along beside me in a dark and barren land. How long will this lonesome journey last, How much more can my weary heart bear? Since your death, I've been lost in the fog, Too burdened with sorrow and care. People tell me my sadness will fade, And my tears will reach their end. Grief and I must complete our journey, And then maybe I'll find happiness again. "
Fog In the Pasture - this reminds me of my grandparents (now my parents) driveway when I was a little girl. We had the three rail fences. They were so beautiful!