Last Cigarette Blues
The water is still when the wind is not blowing
The coal is cold when the fire is gone
You’re still in my heart, though there’s nothing I’m showing
I can’t afford to let you let you down
Chorus:
Last cigarette blues, the song of forgotten
The path I choose is fairly wrong
A love that is true, a heart that is broken
And the same old song
You may think that you’re strong but you’re still just a puppet
Doing what you need in the hands of the one
When the playing is done, you’re put in the pocket
Until she leaves you to burn in the sun with
CHORUS
Smoke in the room, the shadows are crawling
The dreams go away with the dying sun
You got nothing left but you gotta keep going
I wonder if I ever was the one!
CHORUS
© Copyright: Демьян Огородов, 2015
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