Take our time working out our minds
Hallowed words on the tongue
One slope dance that first takes your hand and then your head
(Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah)
(Yeah)
Happiness and misery (ah-ah-ah)
The ticket to simplicity (ah-ah-ah)
A cigarette that burns the throat (ah-ah-ah)
As empathy is turned to smoke (ah-ah-ah)
We drift on a whim like a kite in a warm autumn breeze
Making it look oh so easy
I know what I said
It never made sense to me
(Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah)
(Yeah)
Happiness and misery (ah-ah-ah)
The ticket to simplicity (ah-ah-ah)
A cigarette that burns the throat (ah-ah-ah)
As empathy is turned to smoke (ah-ah-ah)
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