Smoke Me - Fly My Pretties, Tessa Rain

Rub two sticks together, you don’t always get a fire

But I thought the spark we made was alright

And I have to say, I thought you’d be here by my side

Just don’t like singing about you like you’d died

Don’t like singing about you

Like you’d died

You might as well of though, the way I felt for ages

I’m still uncurling

Still checking out what’s hurting

Well tell me is it terminal?

Oh God, I really hope not

Cause I just turned 27 and there’s so much road to travel

Although you were so beautiful

I got a road I wanna travel

So don’t apply a tourniquet, don’t start resuscitation

For interal bruises

Check first aid for losers

My heart is just a silly plant, it grows towards the sun

I’m gonna have to trick it, and turn the porchlight on

I’m gonna have to trick it soon, and turn the porchlight on

Well the sun is high today but the wind has got the stage

It’s iciness is taunting me to rattle my cage

I’m gonna walk down to the corner

Or even a little bit further

Wearing all the clothes I own but I’m not wearing any

Wearing all the clothes I own

But I’m not wearing any of your shit

You can put me in your pipe and smoke me