Blowing Smoke

And i sat at the watch tower

And i didn’t do a thing

Blowing smoke to the air with a window open for you

And i saw it was late

And i dreamt to be alone

I was talking on the phone and it felt like something you’d do

Nothing comes from my calling

No one came to the cafeteria

Duck down as we bite another one

Safe and sound from what is outthere

Louder now your favorite nightmare

Nevermind when i’m on top

Looking up from a low

There is always something there to keep me busy

In between now and then

No one knows where i’ve been

Counting sheep at the drugstore, waiting at the drive in

And the music is changing

Coming to a dead stop

Your president won’t catch me or my band

Running cold, the winter water

Icy blue like frozen flowers

Safe and sound from what is outthere

Louder now your favorite nightmare