Smokey (Demo Version) 1997

I'm broken down
 You caved my karma in
 I'm staying up
 Waiting for you like a fool
 You made me forget
 About all the dreams I kept
 I keep your glass here (hand?)
 By the bed we slept
 I can't erase your smokey eyes
 Your smothered face
 Gripping on my waist
 Leaving a ghost
 Upon the Oregon Coast
 And on the floors
 Of a crashes porch (?)
 Who can pretend
 That there's a beginning without an end?
 It ain't contrived
 All this magic in our lives
 Comes down like a storm
 Then drizzles then dies
 Your soul is free
 But you're the one I need
 And you made your deal
 But you're still my ideal
 And so I wait
 And so I choose this fate
 And store your shape
 In my electric bed
 Who can pretend
 That there's a beginning without an end?
 It ain't contrived
 All the magic in our lives
 Comes down like a storm
 Then drizzles then dies