Lobby Smoke Session

(hummm,

yeah)

Only got three songs before the lights dim down

Trading heavy secrets in a rain-soaked town

Torn ticket stub sitting right in the frame

All for a lighter and a whispered name

Under the high-rise lobby glass Watching the paper tickets pass Give me

a spark to clear the chill

While the rain falls down the hill

Opener’s luck running dry on the floor

Raindrops keeping time outside the double door

You held the flame,

I held the memory tight

Just another transaction in the fading light

Under the high-rise lobby glass Watching the paper tickets pass

Under the high-rise lobby glass Watching the paper tickets pass Give me

a spark to clear the chill

While the rain falls down the hill

(yeah, all gone now) (shhhh)