Lyrics

The last time I got stoned Turning the pages of memory as if they were a book I wrote with smoke in the margins of my life Knowing that the future and the past are all one And that the moment now is all we ever have Looking for lovers on the blink rims of our eyes Writing with smoke on the ceilings of our lives A paisley curtain that never stops moving A neon sign that never stops blinking Mind expanding into eternity with us or without us Oh, smoke that we are and were and will become Let me flow your spirals to the light Leaving my body behind, leaving my mind