Текст песни Smoke - Live with the West Australian Symphony Orchestra - Ben Folds withthe 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 the grief we never even
Knew we had it all along
Now it's smoke
The things we've written in it
Never really happened
All the things we've written in it
Never really happened
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 a time I took the blame
Throw it on the fire
Here is a time we didn't speak
It seemed for years and years
And here's a secret
No one 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
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