Fog dug in   Set to stay   Keeping all away    Autumn wind   Drying lips   Waking business       People shout on the streets outside   Thick moon hanging in the air tonight   Sirens wailing alive, alive   Keep in contact with the corners of eyes       Stripped of luck, wrong place, wrong time   Marker to marker draws a country line   We could find a quiet place   Out here where the soil is good   Out here where the soil is good       Mr. Stand Fast   Mr. Worldly Wise   Avoid the slough of despond       Beige book says   Spending is down   On the ship Ford Maddox Brown       You could call it a family thing   You could say it's done nothing at all   Ebb and flow if you want to   Don't be afraid to just go       Stripped of luck, wrong place, wrong time   Marker to marker draws a country line   We could find a quiet place   Out here where the soil is good   Out here where the soil is good       The people shout on the streets outside   Thick moon hanging in the air tonight   Sirens wailing alive, alive   Keep in contact with the corners of eyes       Stripped of luck, wrong place, wrong time   Marker to marker draws a country line   We could find a quiet place   Out here where the soil is good   Out here where the soil is good   Out here where the soil is good