Lyrics:

Well I guess I'll treat her right I guess I'll treat her right more this time I'll try not to rely Try not to rely on the perfect line And I see no boundaries Except for the ones I'm in And I don't expect you to overcome them For that's my job description In a world of players and private eyes Unless you realize this There's a whole lot you could miss Do you know which one I am I am the cigarette smoking man Once an hour I light the flower And burn baby burn When is it your turn Lord tell me when the sun goes down Cause I feel much better then anyway Well I see much much better then anyway Well I feel exposed Although I feel at home Dressed as a black plastic rose All flowing head shoulders knees and toes We dance, we dance, we play, we rant and rave Oh this childlike wildlife is flooring me Oh this childlike wildlife is flooring me Early in the morning Late in the evening Evening, we kinda get delirious Breaking from the seriousness I try not to get disoriented Having chewed too many up on my side Is it any wonder how I miss your smile Is it any wonder how I write Pages layered upon pages Which to no one else but me can be accounted for For this moments sake I do not become me For path tunnels or straightaways I do not watch as often as I should So instead I sketch my life a comfortable creature Slow and beautifully Oh the smell and tastes of the past nights Well they're still locked up in my gentle jaw Not that I am wanting them to go Just that they are And I'm very much aware The madness of slow motion as you move your legs to walk I'm very