Smoke on the ceiling Light in my hand Room getting softer Here
we go again
Green in the grinder Paper laid neat Slow little roll Music under
me
Lighter catches Cherry turns red First pull settles Deep in my chest
Sweet on my tongue Ash in the tray I said one more
An hour ago anyway Curtains half open Moon on the floor Every
time it burns low I just want a little more
Let it rise
Let it hang
Let the whole
room change Eyes getting heavy But I don't wanna sleep Not while
the smoke still tastes this sweet
Cloud on the ceiling Smoke in my lungs I keep on rolling
'Cause one ain't enough Room getting hazy Time moving slow If this
one burns out I'll probably roll one more Cloud on the ceiling
High in my head
I should be sleeping
I'm smoking instead
Little bit stuck to my fingertips Smoke still resting on my lips
Lose the lighter, find it again Laugh to myself like,
where have I been?
Song loops twice I never complain Every note softer Every thought strange
No need to rush it No need to leave I got the
whole night And something to breathe
Spark it
Pull it
Hold it
Slow
Ash it
Watch it Curl as it goes One more
Maybe two
I like the room better
When I can't see through
Cloud on the ceiling Smoke in my lungs I keep on rolling
'Cause one ain't enough Room getting hazy Time moving slow If this
one burns out I'll probably roll one more Cloud on the ceiling
High in my head
I should be sleeping
I'm smoking instead
Smoke on the ceiling Light in my hand One more before bed
Then maybe again