Released on 1987

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Night, fog

Someone picked this evening out for me

Sky, cloud

There's nothing I can do, nothing I can see

Nothing I can feel about, nothing I can be

But the night and the cloud and the sky

And the dreams I left behind

You, there

It isn't just a vision of my mind

You, now you're gone

You thought that you could pick me up and drop me off behind

I have to claw my way back up, the way up I can find

Like you and your voice and your way

And the running out of time

I see

Faces I'm not supposed to see

Snow, it's so cold

Find myself in places I'm not supposed to be

I find I'm playing people and I'm not playing me

Like the lies and the dark and the song

And the game