Smoke
by Ben Folds 5

Leaf by leaf, page by page
Throw this book away
All the sadness, all the rage
Throw this book away
Rip out the binding, tear the glue
All the grief, we never even knew we had it all along

Now it's smoke
The things were written in it never really happened
All of the people come and gone never really lived
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's the time we didn't speak it seemed for years and years
Here's a secret no one will ever know the reasons for the tears
They are smoke

Where do all the secrets live?
They travel in the air
You can smell them when they burn
They travel
Those who say the past is not dead, stop and smell the smoke
You keep saying the past is not dead
Come and smell the smoke
You keep saying the past is not even past
You keep saying
We are smoke

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