Black Grass

Upon the grey cement
I extinguish one more cigarette
Then another appears
To my awaiting lips it nears
The road is never paved in gold
How were we supposed to know
Through the thunderous applause
Words for years, police for laws
March to the beat of the drum
Watch the blind, deaf, and dumb
Thought I’d never lose control
How were we supposed to know
As if I were in your dream
What was that supposed to mean
As if I were in your dream
What exactly does that mean
Black grass grows under my head
Burned by the fire that I fed
There’s a fly on the wall
And he’s starting the crawl
To the window that’s near
So I watch him disappear
As if I were in his dream
As if I were in his dream
What exactly does that mean
What exactly does that mean
As if I were in his dream