Sullivan - Fog Lake

Give me a canvas to color in

These nursery rhymes I sing

They all just sound the same

Sullivan

Hung on the walls of my home

Those painted portraits bear some resemblance to you now

Sullivan

I never meant to go

I never meant to go

Some punishment that never came

The bodies you invade all outlined on pavement now

Sullivan

The radio’s static hymns

And choirs of angels sing

You’re the talk of the town now

Sullivan

I never meant to go

I never meant to go

'Cause it’s all coming back now

And you’re all running out

Yet you don’t see how

You still like to pretend