The Fog Video (MV)

I smell pine in the distance
Past the smell of this engine
Fog covers up my line of sight
It was worth all the problems
We had before this fall
But I ran away before you could beat me to this fight
I can't see
I can't see
With all this fog in the distance
Clouding my sick sense of judgment
I can't see
I can't see
Oh but it's making it tough
But being alone is not enough
Trees line the horizon
Trekking through windy roads high and
My sense of right and wrong is no longer here
River bend off to the left of us
Vultures swoop down to claw at my dead heart
But you took what was left so it should be clear
I can't see
I can't see
With all this fog in the distance
Clouding my sick sense of judgment
I can't see
I can't see
Oh but it's making it tough
But being alone is not enough
I can't see
I can't see
With all this fog in the distance
Clouding my sick sense of judgment
I can't see
I can't see
Oh but it's making it tough
But being alone is not enough