Crowding Dusk

In the crowding dusk you'll see, all the little things that mean so much to me. As the fog creeps in, I'll be lost in the darkness again. As the rain falls from the sky, I'll be the bird that cannot fly. As the waves roll away, I'll pray I'll find myself again someday. Everybody here is so proud, but everybody has their own clouds. There is a darkness I see in you, this is one thing that is true.
In the crowding dusk we'll begin to realize the size of all our sins. There is a darkness in the night out on the sea, Lord, I'm sorry...please forgive me.