Lyrics smoke stacks - Melrose

smoke stacks

Early
Too late
Up to
I can’t
Say
At least your feeling just one way
Another day
Another man
Trying to buy a smoke
Well im just trying to pass
He held his dollar up to the glass
If what i am
Is what i give
Than who am i
Smokestacks
At the end of that path
Now we turn back for the night
Stonefaced
At my bumbling slow pace
A way you know well enough to write
Now i finally found the way to look to you
And say thanks for all this is
The gift of sight felt true enough