Sara Teasdale - Gray Fog lyrics

A fog drifts in, the heavy laden   Cold white ghost of the sea— One by one the hills go out,   The road and the pepper-tree. I watch the fog float in at the window   With the whole world gone blind, Everything, even my longing, drowses,   Even the thoughts in my mind. I put my head on my hands before me,   There is nothing left to be done or said, There is nothing to hope for, I am tired,   And heavy as the dead.