Up on my roof,
Watching the stars,
So bright,
I light a cigar,

I inhale these beautiful toxic fumes,
Watching it slowly burn,
Wanting to be able,
To take my past away,

The same way,
I exhale the fumes of the cigar,
As they mix with the air,
And slowly fade away

The same way,
The cigar turns to ashes,
And the ashes,
Fly away