Smoke-Sorrow

know what you're talking of
in the name of love
while we smoke in sorrow
wishing for tomorrow
to bring that smoke sorrow day

unclearly marked projectiles
slice the sacred smoke
leaving only a memory of
good times of past
can you feel where it's
that same smoke-sorrow day?

did you see it fall
was it ever there
or just an imaginary ghost
as we enjoy a simple smoke
our pains fade away
i wonder why i cry
on this my smoke-sorrow day?