Haze

Though the fog is heavy We're at the end of out days Even though I can't see you I can smell you through the haze Ah, ah, ah, ah Though the brush seems thicker And we're trapped inside this maze Even though I can't hear you I can smell you through this haze Ah, ah, ah, ah Now the mountains taller And the whites have turned to grays Even though I can't feel you I can smell you through this haze Ah, ah What was forgiven Is not anymore You dropped the gun It shot at the floor What was forgiven Is not anymore You dropped the gun It shot at the floor Ah, ah, ah, ah