Friends

All night long,
All night long,
The room is full
Of smoke rings
All night long

Your father called after midnight
With bodies in his closet
And bugs in the air
Bottles on the floor
Screaming we’re all gonna die.

Your lover downtown
Makes it known
That her man gives roses every Sunday
And makes it secret
That you meet under covers
She says he can’t blow smoke rings

All night long
All night long
The room is full
of smoke rings
All night long.

Lately I can’t fall asleep
With books half finished
And a silent piano
I ride my bike to the shore
Twenty black miles
Into nowhere

Your house is made of cardboard
lost your job to your mind
and drugs up your nose
slumping in with a cold
everyday that you should have walked
out with a smile

your wife in town
lets it known
that you’ve become a ghost
worst she says you died
in an accident
one that you only seen written
on divorce papers she signed
while blowing smoke rings

all night long
all night long
the room is full
of smoke rings
all night long

lately, I can’t fall asleep
I hear friends crying for respect
While I nurse coffee and cigarettes
All night long
Hear the children in countries
Crying joy for a bowl of rice
And staying alive while working
The queries
That bring boulders crashing down
To keep us smiling
And blowing smoke rings

All night long
All night long
The room is full
Of smoke rings
All night long.

Only the rain can drown us all
Only the rain will wash it all
Only the rain will.