mourning in the morning dark, the smoke glazes my eyes and soaks my clothes...
piano keys crawling jazzy notes on out of tune strings singing chaotic prose...
lost love led me to a higher place of progress, the past still haunts me...
sting my eyes with smoke to hide the tears i cry for you, life taunts me...
never drank away my hurts, but now i understand, id rather smile than frown..
rather laugh than cry, rather act a fool than know whats actually going down...
never smoked up the pain, but now i understand, id rather blow it all away...
rather let it fade in haze to distant memory, teach myself im going on my way...

-living a dream-