Текст песни Smoke (With the West Australian Symphony Orchestra) [Live] - Ben Folds

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've written
In it
Never really happened
All the things
We've 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
Not 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
That we didn't speak,
It seemed for years and years and
Here's the 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
Not 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, can
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