Smoking Too Long

Summer has gone to sleep
And the air inside you heaves
If you thought it’s time to leave
Well it is

You mated with the fear
But the vow you’d made was clear
When you said at least a year
Well it is

But why do your lungs burn so bad?
When the night is in the fire
And the doubt was all you had

And if you’ve peace of mind
I should know
If you have a thought
Tell me so