SMOKE (And Other Halloween Decorations) Copyright 2002 by Adam Selzerall rights reserved, ASCAP The old part of town stops trying to keep up and just lets it wrinkles show on Bartleby Way the town cemetery has put on its party clothes The fog wanders in and it stays in the streets like it has no place else to go The crows stick around in the brown fields and roads hide in the black chimney smoke in the smoke, they hide in the smoke hide in the black chimney smoke A couple of snowflakes came in with the rain my new coat is covered with leaves In the upstairs hall closet a little blue ghost is singing soft operas to me She's a mezzo soprano and she looks just like you but she never gets up off her knees The branches are all dressed like skeletons now they reach for the sky like the smoke like the smoke, they reach like the smoke reach for the sky like the smoke It's cold on the roof when the soursweet wind blows in from the North in the night I look for your face in the wet penny moon that flickers above in the sky I'll ask you to come and you'll send your regards and hope that I'm doing all right The leaves never turn quite as dark as your hair before running away with the smoke with the smoke, away with the smoke running away with the smoke I love you to bits but talking to you is like trying to talk to the smoke to the smoke, they talk to the smoke I might as well talk to the smoke         October 2002 BACK TO HOME PAGE Copyright 2002 by Adam Selzer, all rights reserved, ASCAP