Before you dismiss this as poor wording, read it and think about it. I can't help but think of drug abuse when I read it. Comments welcomed. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Smoke flies: You fly with wings of gold The first time, the last time, you hope But you crash, so you start again They laugh and their eyes, they're red Like the fire, you inhale Exhale the smoke... ...the air is stale Your blood becomes stagnant As you stop, listen intently, to their devious chant Try harder than you did before You want in, lying on the other side of the door It's the fire, you inhale Exhale the smoke... ...the air is stale Prepare yourself for the fall (Your falling up, not down) and you can't return after all (Just don't let yourself down) It's the fire, you inhale Exhale the smoke... ...the air is stale After years of flying, your wings exhaust But you can't stop now, not after all your wings have brought Like the fire, you inhale Exhale the smoke... ...the air is stale