A Morning Cigarette (Words & music by Salim Nourallah)
a morning cigarette
an ashtray by the bed
lipstick on coffee cup
blonde head that won't wake up
fly on the windowsill
spilt jar of yellow pills
plates in the kitchen sink
alarm clock on the blink
he wishes he could find the nerve
to go so far away
he wishes he could find the nerve
to go so far away, to go so far away...
a ringing telephone
cars on the street below
breeze blows the curtains wide
he smokes and bides his time
shoes on the wooden floor
bags by an open door
hand on a glass of gin
clock makes it's way to 10
he wishes he could find the nerve
to go so far away
he wishes he could find the nerve
to go so far away, to go so far away...
in some scenic haze
i'm boarding a train
sun in my eyes
pouring down with rain
far away from this place
from today
wake up...it's a dream
