Black Smoke, Rise Up!
Black Smoke rises up
The dead of heat on a winter’s night
A crackling of a fire softly burns
The fresh smell of the new rising from the old
Now tell me Blackbird, as you rise into the air
Tell me what have you done tonight?
Destruction leads to creation
The ashes are its proof.
For once, I’m not drunk and I’m not sad.
There is nothing inside that I want back.
But I just got to ask.
Do you wonder how I am tonight?
But don’t look for solace in my eyes
Not every tear means you’re going to cry.
So let the smoke rise up
From the depths below
There was nothing but dust
And the layers are finally healing, so.
Let the smoke rise up
Coming from the deep
Can you hear the blackbird singing along?
The waking of a long winter’s sleep
Old desires are bored and new ones are born
Times for change and skies are opening
The black pool washes away
Where old thoughts break off exploding into space
Time is passing us rapid
Dancing off into the distance
Hell-bent and dignified always the head-strong
Never wrong.
From the ashes of my heart
Comes an army of one
Marching back up the steps
Getting on that high horse once more.
With pale faces and hallow eyes
Not every smiles means
That I’m not empty inside
Laughing! Laughing! Laughing!
So let the smoke rise up
From the depths below
There was nothing but dust
But now I’m watching you go!
Let the smoke rise up
Coming from the deep
Can you hear the blackbird singing along?
The waking from a long winter’s sleep
From the cold grip of past
From the Ashes of the depth
Let the smoke rise up
Let a blackbird sing
Ray of shine burn bright
From the bottom of my heart
New desire burns
Singing ballads into the Sun.