Fog rolls in on silent feet
Swallows dock and crooked street
Lantern light begins to fade
Every shadow overstayed
Harbour bells ring twice, then cease
No one speaks of what won't cease
Windows shutter one by one
Like they fear what's just begun
Feel it pressing on your skin
Hear it breathing deep within
Not a storm and not a cry
Just a veil across the sky
Fog over Windshore
Drifting through the night
Fog over Windshore
Blinding every light
When the tide begins to turn
And the watchfires fail to burn
You will hear the ocean roar
Through the fog over Windshore
Footsteps echo down the quay
Shapes where none were meant to be
Rigging strains against the mast
Like it's warning of the past
Cold breath on the back of neck
Every sailor feels the wreck
Of a story half-retold
Of a debt not paid in gold
Feel it pressing on your skin
Hear it breathing deep within
Not a storm and not a cry
Just a veil across the sky
Fog over Windshore
Drifting through the night
Fog over Windshore
Blinding every light
When the tide begins to turn
And the watchfires fail to burn
You will hear the ocean roar
Through the fog over Windshore
You can bar the tavern door
You can guard the harbour floor
But you cannot hold the sea
From reclaiming memory
Fog over Windshore
Hear it call your name
Fog over Windshore
Nothing stays the same
When the black tide starts to roar
It's not the mist you're fearing for
It's what walks behind the shore
In the fog over Windshore