Smoke Filled Pictures
Smoke fills the room,
With castles in the air
I weave them all upon a silver loom,
Look up if you dare
[Chorus]
I wonder where I'm going,
And where I belong,
What this plastic world can offer me
The only truth I understand,
Is that within my song,
And in the smoke-filled pictures that I see
Threads without any ends,
Tangle in the chandelier
Within the smoky corners are my friends,
And no one knows they're here
[Chorus]
Music floats to the ground,
Dragons fly on the wing
And in their dance, they whirl the whole room 'round,
Above the heads of those to whom I sing
[Chorus]
Smoke fills the room,
With castles in the air
I weave them all upon a silver loom,
Look up if you dare
