Fogged Up Lyrics

One, two, three, four

In Nashville I fell into the weeds

I'd tumble 'til I'd bleed

'Til there's no trace left of me

I backtracked

And bailed on every word

Forgotten what I'd learned

Thought I'd never feel more free

But there's something good about mistakes

Holy and sincere

You see what living takes

Just like a dirty mirror

Sometimes you must get fogged up to see clear

Wandering through countless weekend nights

3am, reffing fights between my heart and my mind

Crying out to some custodian

About what I'd become

Missing Jesus and my dad

But there's something good about mistakes

Holy and sincere

You see what living takes

Like cleaning up your mirror

Sometimes you must get fogged up to see clear

And everyone goes to Nashville

You may be living there right now

But through the fog and the rain

Through confusion and the pain

It's gonna get clear again

And maybe then you'll see

That there's something good about mistakes

Holy and sincere

You see what living takes

You grow another year

You find where bending breaks

Crack a smile in the mirror

You see the changes, face the fear

Sometimes you must get fogged up to see clear

To see clear