Smoke in the Rain

Neon drips down the window pane;

I count the miles in the midnight rain;

Your name is a rumor on my tongue;

Soft as a siren, barely sung;

I move like a shadow through blue, blue;

Cold little secrets pulling me through;

Breathing slow in the undertow;

I keep my heart where the dark winds blow;

Smoke in the rain, I disappear;

A quiet ghost with nothing to fear;

You come and go like a flickering sign;

But I stay lost in the lower lines;

Smoke in the rain, I let it fade;

Under the hum of a streetlight shade;

No one can touch what the night won't show;

I drift,

I drift and I move to blow;

Road light pans in a silver haze;

Tracing the tracks of these hollow days;

A lonely trumpet cuts the night;

Then slips back under the broken light;

I move like a shadow through the blue;

Cold little sea was pulling me through;

Breathing slow in the undertow;

I keep my heart where the dark winds blow;

Smoke and rain, I disappear;

A quiet ghost and nothing to fear;

You come and go like a flickering sign;

But I stay lost in the lower lines;

Smoking rain, I let it fade;

Under the hum of a streetlight shade;

No one can touch what the night won't show;

I drift,

I drift, and I move too slow;

If I speak, the spell may break;

If I reach, the whole frame shakes;

So I wear this hurt like a second skin;

Let the cold come in, let the cold come in;

Smoke in the rain, I disappear;

Why it goes to nothing to fear?

You come and go like a flickering sign;

But I stay lost in the lower line;

Stunk in the rain, I let it fade;

Under the hum of a streetlight shade;

No one can touch what the night won't show;

I drift, I drift and

I move too slow;

So let the city wash me clean;

A dimly shaped and a half-lit dream;

Smoke and the rain;

Smoke and the rain;

Smoke and the rain;