Smoke Song

[Vere 1]
Ancient sky writer, I watch you now, curling from the neighbor's roof
Up above your mother, the orange flame who makes comfortable the winter room

[Chorus]
I wanna ride your way
In my mind
I wanna ride your way

[Verse 2]
Pale ghost of the sun set free by flint rising from the cigarette
Of the writer in the eves, you sup the light, blue snake turning pirouettes

[Chorus]
I wanna ride your way
In my mind
I wanna ride your way

[Verse 3]
Used to signal danger, a whale drifted ashore, messages upward streaming
Black, white, and green, dry grasses and leaves, the names in your rings are singing

[Outro]
I wanna ride your way
In my mind
I wanna ride your way
In my mind
I wanna ride your way
I wanna ride your way