Smoke, she dances from inside me    Not as charming as we used to be   Can't help thinkin' the world looks smaller   Am I taller or farther away      Words were spoken soft as feathers   Tied together with a piece of string   Can't help thinkin' about dying    I hope I look beautiful with wings         We stop breathin'    long enough so we can hear the words under our breath   We were thinkin'    stolen moments can be time well spent   There Solitarily Yours      Smoke, she dances from inside me   Slowly falling apart at the seams   I held my breath with both my hands   Broke nails tryin' to get a grip on things