Smoke

leaf by leaf and page by page throw this book away all the sadness all the rage throw this book away rip out the binding and tear the glue and all of the grief we never even knew we had it all along now it's smoke the things we've written in it never really happened all the things we've written in it never really happened and all of the people come and gone never really lived and all the people come have gone no one to forgive smoke we will never write a new one there will not be a new one another one another one here's an evening dark with shame throw it on the fire here's the time I took the blame throw it on the fire here is the feud that we didn't speak, it seemed for years and years and here's the secret no one will ever know the reasons for the fears they are smoke smoke smoke we will not write a new one there will never be a new one another one another one where do all the secrets live? they travel in the air you can smell them when they burn travel those who say the past is not dead, can come and smell the smoke you keep saying the past is not dead, well, stop and smell the smoke you keep on saying the past is not even past, and you keep saying we are smoke smoke smoke