Smoke On The Questions

[Verse 1]

Morning in my coffee cup

Steam writes poems I can’t read

Same four walls

Same old stuff

But I feel something shifting in me

Both of us guessing in the dark

Touching the edges of a secret

Are we smoke on the questions

Trying to hold what we can’t keep

Every answer just fades out

Like a dream that won’t repeat

If it all falls silent

Would it still mean anything

Or are we only here

’Til the echo learns to sing

[Verse 2]

Saw an old man on the corner

Laughing at the cars sliding by

Said

“Boy

I chased every number

Still never learned the reason why”

Now I trace circles on your shoulder

Soft as the doubt under my skin

If there’s a map inside this moment

It’s drawn in pencil

Wearing thin

[Chorus]

Are we smoke on the questions

Trying to hold what we can’t keep

Every answer just fades out

Like a dream that won’t repeat

If it all falls silent

Would it still mean anything

Or are we only here

’Til the echo learns to sing

[Bridge]

Maybe the meaning

Is how your heartbeat leans on mine (oh)

Maybe the reason

Is that we’re here at the same time

If there’s a truth

It might be small

Might be strange

Just two souls waiting

On a mystery that never has to change

[Chorus]

Are we smoke on the questions

Trying to hold what we can’t keep

Every answer just fades out

Like a dream that won’t repeat

If it all falls silent

Would it still mean anything

Or are we only here

’Til the echo learns to sing (to sing)