Smokescreen

Words and music by Joe Dickinson

 

You don't look so good now that we're back in the light

You came crawling back to me just like I thought you might

I can see through you

I thought I knew you

The windows of my brain are locked airtight

And your smokescreen is rising...

Just like the sun

 

Everything forgotten from our stolen youth

All the convictions I make for which I have no proof

I'm just a poser

A poser

Watch for mislaid poison falling from the holes in my roof

And your smokescreen is rising...

Just like the sun

 

You've got a beauty I can't even think to touch

I'd go ahead and write you off if I didn't want you so much

You're an anvil

You're heavy as hell

You've used me before, go ahead, I'm already you're crutch

And your smokescreen is rising...

Just like the sun

 

(Instrumental break)

 

I'm pouring, waiting, hoping that something comes out

I'm ready to rip my head off, grab a nail-gun and shout

"You're my lifeblood

Shake me in two"

Sitting here wondering what this world's all about

And your smokescreen is rising...

Just like the sun

Another day beginning...

Another day done

I'm thinking of you but I know...

I'm not the only one

 

 

 

Copyright 2010 Joe Dickinson