All Of Your Cigarettes

When all of your cigarettes
Are smoke in the atmosphere
When all of your bottles
Have been shattered into sand
I will understand you

Cellophane on window panes
Lets the wind cracklin'
Like fire on the mountain
Filled with fingers in the sand
I will understand you
Yeah I will understand you
Yeah I will understand you

When all of your fortunes missed
And meteors inside your fist
Laughin' spells and coughin' fits
I'm looking for a sign
Yeah I've got to find you
Yeah I've got to find you

Demons dwell in business suits
Madmen live in cowboy boots
Someone set the angels loose
And got me in a bind
And I've got to find you
Yeah I've got to find you
Yeah I've got to find you
Yeah I've got to find you

'Cause Mercury's been passing through
Subway stations on the moon
She's sinking now a bit too soon
She's feeling awfully low
That's how I know you

When Martian towers lie
Visible to naked eyes
And it takes no strength
To try to just get up and go
I will know you, Yeah I will know you

I've got to find you
I've got to find you