melancholy cigarettes in the rain seems that i'm smoking melancholy cigarettes in the rain seems that i'm smoking melancholy cigarettes because that's the way i feel not a homeless man i'm not a homeless man that's just the way i feel i am that's the way i feel oh yeah oh it rains now the little girl next to me asks why do living things have to die?
this unconscious living -- we are so lost in fantasy it's not so bad to me life behind screens of deadly sins escapism the boy next to me asks why do dying things have to bleed? i can't answer about this mess about it all but i know i've got to see what living is
and why do i sometimes find myself hating everyone in my solitude? errant, lost it's avarice and it's boredom's cost i really don't feel that way i really don't feel that way it's not me i know i know myself but where do these thoughts eventually go? only the heavens show what to do and i will heal spiritually o, but how can i help you?
i am strong, i will stand and i'm going to have a fun time i love the freedom of this western land i will walk into knowledge that was absent to me the stars shall guide me tonight one more time to what i was meant to see
dear heart, speak to me the truth and tell me i am okay dear lover, tell me what to do and please tell me i'm true
i will forgive all sins i will try it's true but i am so weak alone in this rain alone wet
it doesn't matter if i feel sadness i will go on hey, hey, hey, that's life, don't they say? hey, hey, hey, i don't really know about much about anything today what are these secrets of this life all about?
dance! sing! pray for and love your kin! there is a such a special divinity in everything in humanity, in the animal's eye you can see that sentient love bring everything
hug! kiss! catch a short ray of bliss! find the one you can love, and embrace them in the shine of the sun let the pain of the past be undone
for you mustn't miss love isn't there someone? you mustn't miss love love it shall grow isn't there someone? help love grow help love grow into all aspects of your soul
walk into nature breathe in the open air walk into city there will be people there
and am i
but seems that i'm smoking melancholy cigarettes because i've got some real deep blues seems that i'm smoking melancholy cigarettes can't bear the real deep news can't beat the news
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