The Smoke, The Feeling

Leave a trace on me in colours

Dark vivid hues

No one would expect these colours

To compliment the rest

Taking note of all that was wrong

But is it possible you can't take love along

When you reappear

It's like we're still waiting

Fire behind

The smoke the feeling

You reappear

And the world I'm breathing

It tastes of all

That I've been dreaming

A parcel returns

I run run run til my feet burn

Burning down your door

I'm falling

How can I want more

Taking note of all that was wrong

But is it possible you can't take love along

When you reappear

It's like we're still waiting

Fire behind

The smoke the feeling

You reappear

And the world I'm breathing

It tastes of all

That I've been dreaming

I'm dreaming

I'm dreaming

I'm dreaming

Everything I'm dreaming

I'm dreaming

I'm dreaming

I'm dreaming

Everything I dream