The fog
Thick
The smoke
Thicker
My boots
On the pavement, click

Click, click, click

My mind
It runs
My feet
Likewise
My doubts
The only thing I truly despise

Click, click, click

Her hair
Flows like the stream
The water
Slithering around rocks and back
Our hell
It's given us everything but that awaited heart-attack

Click, click, click

Here
I'm done
It's time
This place is no longer fun
In space
We are nothing but fodder to the Sun

Click, click, click