Smokey Shadows

(ooh) Smoke in the room

and the world slows down

Ash on the windowsill,

night on my jacket Cheap little flame and I know I can

catch it Street keeps talking but I drift away One slow draw

turns the noise to gray Friends in the back and the radio

low Laugh through the hurt that we don't let show Nothing so

holy, nothing so grand Just trying to vanish with smoke in my

hand

Let it roll over my tired mind

Leave every

hard word somewhere behind

For a minute I can breathe just right

For a minute I am out of sight We get high on

a borrowed light

Turning our pain into Friday night Smoke curls up and the ceiling

spins Lose ourselves till the morning begins Take me where the hard

days blur

One more drag

and the world gets softer

Corner store ritual, same old change Same old city but it looks

rearranged Lungs full of weather,

heart half closed Talking in circles with the ones I know most

Some chase heaven and some chase sleep We chase a moment we

can actually keep

No big answers, no clean escape Just a little bit of calm

in the shape of a haze We get high on a borrowed

light

Turning our pain into Friday night

Smoke curls up and the ceiling spins Lose ourselves till the morning

begins Take me where the hard days blur One more drag

and the world gets softer

Maybe it ain't right,

maybe it just feels kind

Like a door in the dark when I'm losing my mind

I know it fades fast,

still I hold on tight

To the little peace I find tonight

We get high

on a borrowed light

Smoke

curls up and the ceiling spins Take me where the

hard days blur One more drag and the world

gets softer (ooh) Tonight

feels

far away (ooh)

Let it all drift