Smoke Of Dreams - Thurston Moore

Smoke of dreams

They call you in

To the crazy cities dim light

And the silhouettes that fall from grace

And they are laughing in love

Smoking ghosts find pleasure

You’ll find their presence near

They risk capture to be crushed

Aroused into the cheap machines

Flashing time down the stream

Holding hands on the subway

And the smoking spirits

They will take you in

They wait for you in the shadow

New York City is everything

People see the ghost dance fearless

Smoke of dreams

They pull you in

To the crazy cities cool light

And the silhouettes that fall from dreams

They are laughing forever

Smoking ghosts find their way in

Inside your heart, girl

Flashing time down the stream

They wait for you in the shadow

Smoke of dreams

Smoke of dreams