I walked through a park, today
There were a lot of trees
I walked in the park today
I started to daydream

The fog rolled in
As the trees stood listless
Not speaking, but being devoured
By the moss that covered their bark like
A terrible skin disease
The fog was oppressive
My spirit depressive
As the fog spoke
Telling me that nothing beyond it
Existed
No one lay beyond the fog
Experience loneliness