Fog — текст песни (The Church)

Don`t even try reading my mind again
It`s the second time I`ve caught you
Rummaging around in my head
I know what you`re after yeah
And I`ve hidden it where you will never look
I know you like to remember things that never happened
I don`t like driving in this fog
I don`t like struggling in this web
And if I ever wake up
As if you`ll ever wake up
The people in here are getting hungry again
They hunger for something intangible
Something even you can`t provide
It hurts to think that in a hundred years
We`ll all just be microfiche
Our names and the names of our songs
Cataloged and filed away
I don`t like driving in this fog
I don`t like struggling in this web
And if I ever wake up
As if you`ll ever wake up

Didn`t think I felt so empty
Emptiness can feel so good
I see the perfect life is the life of a tree
Yeah the life of a tree is the life for me
But you chop me up for wood

Don`t ever try reading my mind again
It`s the second time I`ve caught you rummaging
Around in my head
I don`t like driving in this fog
I don`t like struggling in this web
And if I ever wake up
As if you`ll ever wake up again