Paper Fog - Cory Hanson

Ride the horse’s hair

Let the body take you there

To another side

That you hadn’t noticed yet

There’s something in the air

And it’s worth more than the gold

It’s a secret that’s a secret from your soul

Sky has fallen red

The wind is at my back

Horses run in my head

Hanging on the bend so high

The sun dies down

The moon’s a funeral curtain

And I see you there

So I know we’ll hang in town

The spirit hung around

Then went out the back to smoke

Out the window coms

A cloudy paper fog