Smoke (with the West Australian Symphony Orchestra) | The Official Ben Folds Site

Smoke (with the West Australian Symphony Orchestra)

Leaf by leaf, page by page Throw this book away All the sadness, all the rage Throw this book away Rip out the binding, tear the glue All of the grief we never even knew We had it all along Now it's smoke The things we've written in it Never really happened All the things we've written in it Never really happened All of the people come and gone Never really lived All the people come have gone No one to forgive - smoke We will never write a new one There will not be a new one Another one, another one Here's an evening dark with shame Throw it on the fire Here's the time I took the blame Throw it on the fire Here's the view we didn't speak It seemed for years and years Here's a secret No one will ever know the reasons for the tears They are smoke Where do all the secrets live They travel in the air You can smell them when they burn They travel in the air Those who say the past is not dead Stop and smell the smoke You keep on saying the past is not dead Come and smell the smoke You keep saying the past is not even past You keep saying ... We are smoke ... smoke ... smoke By Ben Folds & Anna Goodman