smoke in the fog
I linger at the riverside
I lie on a log
waiting for the tide
my coats covered in crows
I suck in black billows
o'er water, I see she grows
Oh, I see her, princess of the rose
way out in the wood
I feel the time run slow
could I swim...I think I should
to let my glass heart show
in the river I drown
I feel the could flow deep
I sink to the ground
I feel the water seep
in the river I froze
then her hand reached in
Princess of the rose,
take me away from this sin