Fading in the Smoke

Ashtray halo Burning on the nightstand. Blue-gray halos Curl around my hand. Your laugh still hanging In this yellow room like a record skipping on The last track groove. Cigarette smoke and fading echoes. You were here, now you're a ghost on my Tongue, in these clothes. Cigarette smoke and fading echoes. Every breath, I taste your name. Blowing circles in the dark 'til the morning steals Your shadow and you slip out of my heart So slow, So slow. Lipstick traces on a crushed-out filter. Phone on the counter, but the ring gets duller. Old fan humming over chipped off paint. I chase your shadow in the patterns of the Grain. Ooh. Cigarette smoke and fading echoes. You were here, now you're a ghost on my Tongue, in these clothes. Cigarette smoke and fading echoes. Every breath, I taste your name. Blowing circles in the dark 'til the morning steals Your shadow and you slip out of my heart. I open up the window, but you're still in The air. Still the Your goodbye in the curtains, Your whisper on the chair. Tell myself it's over, but I light one more. Watch the fire for the shape of your door. Cigarette smoke and fading echoes. You were here, now you're a ghost on my Tongue, in these clothes. Cigarette smoke and fading echoes. Every breath, I taste your name. Blowing circles in the dark 'til the morning steals Your shadow and you slip out of my heart. Ooh, So slow. Mm. So slow. Last track fading in a cold glass tray. Oh, Your echo fades and it drifts away. Ooh. Last track fading In a cold glass tray. Ooh. Your echo fades and it drifts away.