Hey Bog

⇦ The Musical | 7s | Sweeper’s Grin ⇨

Lyrics

If someone told you that you would see
An image in a bog
Well you would think twice
But why can’t you just
Trust it?

People somewhere they pick their prices
Did I pick mine?
It’s not much of a price
It’s really just a feeling
Sing,

Hey bog, whatcha showing?
Just a little piece on thee, you’ll find it kind of revealing but I don’t want to know
I was 5 when I got rusty

Hey bog, let me sink in
To the me I think I mean, little bits of everything are all that I know
I was 5 when I got rusty
14 when I first trusted
I was 5 when I got rusty

Been dreaming for a century
Getting too far from gnomes
Is it gonna be alright
When we get back home?
A drummer can fall apart
On any given night
There may even be a law
The clapping of the hands

Look at me once again
Do I look different now?
Escape into the moss
At the edge of town
And everything had a frost
When the sun went down
A candle lit up the room
The shadow of your hands

Beckoning, I should stay
But I drifted off
Slept with the big red moon
Behind our curtain cloud
Off to another day
I hope the earth gets rest
Traveling after dawn
The changing of the land at light
The changing of the land at light

Been dreaming for a century
Getting too far from gnomes
Is it gonna be alright
When we get back home?
A drummer can fall apart
On any given night
There may even be a law...

If someone told you that you would see
An image in a bog
Well you would think twice
But why can’t you just
Trust it?

Hey bog, whatcha showing?
Just a little piece on thee, you’ll find it kind of revealing but I don’t want to know
I was 5 when I got rusty

Hey bog, let me sink in
To the me I think I mean, little bits of everything are all that I know
I was 5 when I got rusty
14 when I first lost it

I was 5 when I got rusty
14 when I first trusted
14 when I first lost it
14 when I first lost it