Sometimes I feel like the man

I think you think I am

These days I am mourning the loss

of a dream that I don't understand



Time is a lens

I see you now

Your hair blown by winds from afar



Sometimes don't you feel like the woman

You think I think you are



It's just smoke

But it's in flesh in blood we deal

And you can't go your whole life denying the things you feel



I held you up like an angel

Sewn you down on my life

I tell no one else you could compare

To the myth who should have been my wife

And now I'm trying to shake you

Alone beneath this roof

But you stay like a mark on my breast

Though I burn every shred of proof



It's just smoke

But it's in flesh in blood now we live

Maybe those sweet kisses were never really ours to give



I've been wrestling with the moon and her tides

The curve of her breast 

Her hair falls like rain

The laugh the sigh the smile now

These things aching me like a lost memory gained and

I have seen what I have seen in this lifetime

Just dreaming you looked over my shoulder



I'm older now 

Maybe we can let this shit

Let it smolder

I need smoke

Cause it's in flesh in blood now I stand

I won't be haunted any longer by the dreams I do not understand