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