Smoke Baby — текст песни (Hawksley Workman)

In your underclothes
You went out for a smoke
I call you in
Just before the storm begins
Your last breath of smoke
You let out in the room
It makes a cloud
Like the greyist
Perfect plume

Smoke baby, smoke baby
More alcohol baby
Cocaine in Montreal
And back out on a plane baby
An early flight will leave
And on it will be me
I`ll be half asleep
And you`ll get up at three

Casual as a light
Flickers before it`s night
Sadness comes
And the daylight turns and runs
As the sun is setting you`ll be betting
I`ll be getting through
I`ll find a payphone baby
Take some time to talk to you

And I have never felt
Quite this close to hell
All this rock and roll baby
Only time will tell
But we`re young now, having fun now
On the town now, get around now
It`s fine for now
But someday we`ll settle down
But not now

Smoke baby

Who`ll give you time to cry?
And time to find yourself?