Smoke without fire
David gray
Perfect pictures torn in two
Pick your moments surely do
And what the hell got into you
Anyway
Pick your moments surely do
And what the hell got into you
Anyway
Road like silver sky like silk
Drink it down like mother’s milk
You drain that cup until it melts
Away
Step to the mark
Yeah that my journey might begin
Open the door
Into the dark and walk right in
And he wouldn’t leave
No he wouldn’t leave, yeah
I put on the mask
That my journey might begin
Next thing I knew
Caught in a war I couldn’t win
I reached out for you
Open the door then rush right in
They wouldn’t leave
No they wouldn't leave
They wouldn't leave
Yeah they wouldn't leave
They wouldn't leave
They wouldn't leave
They wouldn't leave
Yeah they wouldn't leave
They wouldn't leave
They wouldn't leave
They wouldn't leave
They wouldn't leave
They wouldn't leave
And what the hell got into you
Anyway
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