Songtext von Smoke

Fire on the hill, blood on the ground Not what you'd see on the good side of town Not what you'd think, gone in the blink of an eye Till he knows Silent and still, he's broken bread Vows from his lips then it sink in thin air Falls to his knees, breathing in sweet lullaby And he knows but could he tell Stuck like a horse on a carousel All other plans that he made himself May as well be smoke What's left undone pours from his eye Soul fades away as an ambulance cries So close to home, they're all alone in the dark And he knows but could he tell Stuck like a coin in a wishing well All other plans that he made himself May as well be smoke, smoke Last night, somebody's baby Last night, somebody's baby died And could he tell Stuck like a horse on a carousel Just like a coin in a wishing well All other plans that he made himself May as well be smoke, smoke