[Lyric] Friends in The Fog (Steampianist)

Was last Halloween when the fog came to town
It wasn't like smoke and it wasn't like clouds
No tricks of the eye, no mirage so profound
It smelled just like candles and earth freshly ploughed

But what made it strange is what we saw inside
No mirage so profound and no tricks of the eye
All the people we've lost to the cruel march of time
Are all in the fog alive, yet something feels off and feels
Uncanny

This is your local news with a special report
Don't trust what they say and don't opеn your doors

They look like your family, your neighbors, your friеnds
But experts say this is where similarities end
And if you must leave the safety of home
Then be prepared to fight
(Be prepared to run)
Those aren't your friends in the fog
It took a while
But I am the last
A house or a prison of lumber and glass
They watched through the windows and they knocked on the doors
My father, my mother, my sisters and more

There's Lewis and Doug, who were my awesome friends
I see backwater Pete, he used to live in a tent
Everyone's gone and I’m all by myself
And they're all so familiar, I almost can't tell

There's Christian and Brandon, the Reverend's sons
And there's Old Man Jenkins, he was number one
They're calling my name in a chorus so sweet
Maybe I’ll let them in and just join all my friends in the fog

I pulled out the nails and pried back the boards
Then I hold my breath and I open the door
I close my eyes tight and I hold back a sob
But I am just glad to be back with all my friends