My friend
Has got
A smoke and mirrors heart
A room full of mirrors heart
Reflects upon
Herself always
Reflects upon
Herself always
Blue smoke
On every note
Blue smoke
On every note
Blue, blue
A grain
Of gold
In a husk
Of thick perfume and cigarettes
Of frankincense and cigarettes
Reflects upon
Herself always
Reflects upon
Herself always
Blue smoke
On every note
Blue smoke
On every note
Blue, blue
The ground
Beneath your feet
Is imagined
It's imagined