Smokers Reflect

The two black spots in your left eye

Are from staring in the sun

They follow everywhere you look

Like a cross hair on a gun

You're lighting one more cigarette

The last one of the pack

Reflecting on your life a bit

Oh, you should be doing this

With somebody you love

Scanning purple sunrise

Before you crawl to bed

And hearing Leonard Cohen sigh

Is as deep as it will get

Future is like burning time

The past abiding steam

And the woman that is here tonight

Is a stranger with a dream

Oh you should be doing this

With somebody you love

Oh, you're oversimplifying

So often you have pushed away

Until a lonely spring

Comes tell you certain things

There is no use in denying

It's so true what they say

That when the tide is high

You'll jump and frolic and then you'll dive

Until it pulls away

Well, everyone's at war it seems

You need a mini truce

And a screw to fix the mantelpiece

'Cause it's still hanging loose

The last thought of the morning

As the crimson turns gray

You put yourself on warning like

You're doing every day

Oh, you should be doing this

With somebody you love