Through the frosty window pane(
We catch a glimse of stars.(
Smiling as they sail around.(
Knowing it ain't up to them -(
It's all down to us.((
Watch the weary faces(
As we pass the pipe again.(
Laughing slide in empty streams(
All the way in the cause(
Of long, long last dreams.((
Conversations drift to grow in(
Smoke-rings at the moon.(
And when we try to argue(
All our words spin around in circles.(
Like a circus we all need to heed(
The very learned leader of the ring, (
The very learned leader of the ring((
We all need to heed(The leader of the ring.