just because
Up in smoke the life of the girl who spoke too soon as the sky at noon in the town as sad as midnight reflects the light fading from her eyes. Every bird in the sky is the only friend at the end of the line for the girl who used to shine.
Up in smoke the dreams of the one who realized the seams were ripping slowly where the dripping rain fell in her eyes and she did nothing. You can't divide the image from the girl crying inside herself beside herself with the dying hopes of...herself.
Up in smoke, up in smoke.
And she did nothing.
Up in smoke the dreams of the one who realized the seams were ripping slowly where the dripping rain fell in her eyes and she did nothing. You can't divide the image from the girl crying inside herself beside herself with the dying hopes of...herself.
Up in smoke, up in smoke.
And she did nothing.