Fog on the Morning Shift, Lunch Box Swinging

Lyrics

Fog on the road at half past five
The streetlights wear a ghostly glow
I carry my lunch and a thermos hot
And I walk where the early workers go
The mill is a shape in the milky grey
The gate is a lamp in the mist
I cannot see the end of the road
But I know where my feet persist

One step, two steps
Nothing here can slow me down

Walk through the fog, walk through the fog
The morning is coming, we know
Walk through the fog, walk through the fog
Light up the road as we go
Hands in our pockets and hearts held high
Under the fog-covered sky
Walk through the fog, walk through the fog
The sun will find us by and by

A neighbour waves from across the street
Just a shape and a lifted hand
A truck rolls by with its headlights low
And a driver who understands
We do not talk, we do not need to
We all know where we're bound
The coffee is hot and the day is long
And we like the early sound

One step, two steps
Nothing here can slow me down

Walk through the fog, walk through the fog
The morning is coming, we know
Walk through the fog, walk through the fog
Light up the road as we go
Hands in our pockets and hearts held high
Under the fog-covered sky
Walk through the fog, walk through the fog
The sun will find us by and by

And then the sky turns pale and gold
The fog begins to lift
The mill stands tall and the day is bold
And the morning is a gift

Walk through the fog, walk through the fog
The morning is here, we know
Walk through the fog, walk through the fog
Light up the road as we go
Hands in our pockets and hearts held high
Under the golden sky
Walk through the fog, walk through the fog
The sun has found us at last

Walk through the fog
The sun has found us at last