Nice, Restless Walks Down the Beach

A fog's setting in Park down by the cliffs Charting a path, set walking Stop when nothing remains Dream up a world Through this mist and haze As street lit paths pull Salt goes and stings my brain I'd, started to miss you Hoped this feeling would fade away So I'm, trusting your instincts Certainly, more than me Come to a stop Smoke, to push it away Weigh my options, problems I've needed a shrink I hate to waste your time But I, just need to spend mine Stuck sitting still not thinking When features flash into mind I, need your worst critic Just disparaging honesty please Can you, help me pick up the pieces Remember, what it was we'd seen