I woke up at noon
Probably went to bed in the early morning
My head is spinning, my body is stiff
The smell of smoke still lingers in my nose
My clothes are ***** with guilt and pleasure
My mouth is dry, it can't be washed
No matter how much I use that toothbrush
The sun is shining, a little wind is blowing
I have no idea where I'm going
I'm gone
But yet the sounds of voices are still clear
I'm not here
Nor am I there
Am I really anywhere?
All the people we meet
All the people on the street
Where are they today?
Does the smell of smoke still linger to their nose?
Are their clothes clean?
Or are they guilty sinners
Trying to look like winners
What are they doing?
What are you doing today?
Where are you?
I wish you were here.
But you're not
And now the smell of smoke and guilt is all I've got
What can I do?
Nothing I can do really matters all that much
I think I'm gonna take shower
If I'm lucky, I'll get clean