Coma / Smoke के बोल

Where’d you go? So I know Decided I’m leaving Somersault I’ll dissolve There’s no way of knowing Oh, and I finally caught a coma Oh and my irony forged an omen Couldn’t hear your name Couldn’t steer on my own You had barely aged Let it domino In the evening Had I said I’d postpone? Sever all your limbs Follow head over toes Years ago I coined the portmanteau I tore the words you sewed Thought that I would shape it It’s all in the cadence Hard enough to say at all Further in a deeper haze Oh I couldn’t steer on my own Hardly had an even say Had I even said I’d postpone? Sister I know Harder than most When you’re bitter to the aura She never spoke The better of a woman She was the colour of smoke Go farther in the furrow, called it off She was held in a choke And the corners of the atlas Seared, white as a tone A murmur at the lighter Sounds of naphtha Burned harder than most