Текст песни Smoke (Perth, AU 2005) - Ben Folds with the West Australian Symphony Orchestra

Leaf by leaf, and page by page,
Throw this book away.
All the sadness, all the rage,
Throw this book away.
Rip out the binding and tear the glue.
And all of the grief we never even knew
We had it all along.
Now it's...
Smoke.
The things we'd written in it
Never really happened.
And all the things we'd written in it
Never really happened.
And all of the people come and gone
Never really lived,
And all the people come have gone.
No one to forgive.
Smoke.
We will not write a new one.
There will never be a new one.
Another one, another one.
Here's an evening dark with shame,
Throw it on the fire.
Here's the time I took the blame,
Throw it on the fire.
Here is the time we didn't speak,
It seemed for years and years,
And here's a secret no on will ever know
The reasons for the tears, they are
Smoke.
Smoke
Smoke
We will not write a new one.
There will never be a new one.
Another one, another one.
Where do all the secrets live?
They travel in the air.
You can smell them when they burn,
They travel.
Those who say the past is not dead,
Well stop and smell the smoke.
You keep saying the past is not dead,
Well stop and smell the smoke.
You keep on saying the past
Is not even past, and
You keep saying...
We are...
Smoke
Smoke
Smoke