Too many leaves are left around the bend
The rings of smoke are dancing in my brain
The ashtray filled with early thoughts of jane
It always gets me in the best time
You have to know the time to get away
You're gonna learn one day
You turn it on and rest my chest
My mind is gone, the best I guess
You found it low, o me o my
I never chew what I can't bite
If you should ask me of the things I blow
My bloody eyes can only come to show
That what it does when it caresses me
Make it all worthy, yes indeed
You have to know the time you get to play
You're gonna learn someday
You turn it on and rest my chest
My mind is gone, the best I guess
You found it low, o me o my
I never chew what I can't bite
