While a Cigarette Was Burning - Ben Flocks

You used to come and see me all the time I gave you everything I had I brought you up And I never left you one time feeling bad They say it's a new age And I wonder where you've been You can help me turn a new page The same door is open-come on in While there's a candle burning I'll be reaching for your heart While there's a wheel still turning I know how to play my part So I keep the wheels all turning And I keep the candles burning All day through here for you The world is full of players in the night They say the words they have to say They're all so hot And they never give a damn for yesterday Don't care if they touch you Everywhere you saved for me 'Cause I still know how to move you I still know how to rock you-come and see

Was the year the west was burning, I Was on a mountain sleeping I Woke up a-dreaming About you I was walking down a road of dust and bones and ash and following a burning set of tracks that led to you I still see the fire in your stare I still think I coulda burned up there Out the window there are fields of wheat in Kansas that Roll out forever under ever underneath the sun If I could lie there for a moment I Could feel your arms around me I Could feel the spinning round the spinning Sun Roll on through the wheat and roll on by Touch of green against a deep September turquoise sky (You and I) When all the glory you could somehow shove inside A bottle doesn't seem to fill the empty cup inside Your soul and all the winding roads you used to Follow never seem to get you halfway where you Want to think you need to go Times of trouble, times of grace and ease Mama always said there'd be days like these And if wishin' was a-walkin And a-thinkin Was a-talkin I'd be walkin', and a-talkin' Back to you And if I could be a river winding down a mountain I Would twist and curl and turn and tumble Down to You Tell you stories told by mountains and tall trees Tell you maybe this is one of these Was the year the west was burning, I Was on a mountain sleeping I Woke up a-dreaming About you

While I was playing fair baby You played a cheating game While I was playing fair baby You played a cheating game Baby Baby Baby Baby Baby Baby Baby Baby Baby Baby Baby Baby Baby Baby Baby Baby...

By the time I made it home You were already in bed Chubby cheek pressed to the pillow By a bed time book you read And I noticed that you looked older Than you did yesterday You've been growing up While I was away You made a pile of leaves in the front yard I guess it's already fall By the look of them pictures your momma took The two of you had a ball And it made me glad, but a little sad To see those games you played I missed a lot of smiles While I was away For every dollar I earn there's a lesson you learn without me there And every day I'm on the go I'm prayin' that you know that your daddy cares 'Cause the hardest part about workin' hard ain't the bills I gotta pay It's you growin' up while I was away And I found your note in the kitchen It's a real work of art A stickman holding your stick hand with "Daddy" written in a heart And it got me good 'cause I understood just what you meant to say You've been missing me too While I Was Away And for every dollar I earn there's a lesson you learn without me there For every day I'm on the go I'm prayin' that you know your daddy cares 'Cause the hardest part about workin' hard ain't the bills I gotta pay It's you growin' up while I was away No the hardest part about working hard ain't the bills I gotta pay It's everything that I missed While I was away

Sage that she was burning When she sang, she sang the clouds of all things Hyacinth evening Rattling the breeze in We go swimming Sage that she was burning When she sang, she sang the clouds of all things Hyacinth evening Rattling the breeze in We go swimming Sinner, the sinner shouts Half a lie comes halfway out Half way in a halfway house The memory grows half asleep Half a life is half in dream Half a life is half in dream They came asking for you And the memory grows half asleep Half a life is half in dream Half a life is half in dream I know all the right places To lose you in the races Howling in the distance In the absolute distance Palm fronds, a courtyard A burning mind Sage that she was burning When she sang, she sang the clouds of all things Hyacinth evening Rattling the breeze in We go swimming Sage that she was burning When she sang, she sang the clouds of all things Hyacinth evening Rattling the breeze in We go swimming And the memory grows half asleep Half a life is half in dream Half a life is half in dream

Albert! Bobby! For gods sake burn it down! (Chorus) Nothing ever burns down by itself, every fire needs a little bit of help Nothing ever burns down by itself, every fire needs a little bit of . . Give the anarchist a cigarette. Cos thats as close as he's ever gonna get Give the anarchist a cigarette. Bobby just hasnt earned it yet Give the anarchist a cigarette. The times are changing but he just forgets Give the anarchist a cigarette. He's gonna choke on his harmonica, Albert! (Chorus) Nothing ever burns down by itself, every fire needs a little bit of help Nothing ever burns down by itself, every fire needs a little bit of . . Give the anarchist a cigarette. A candy cig for the spoilt brat Give the anarchist a cigarette. We'll get Albert to write you a cheque Give the anarchist a cigarette. And he'll be burning up the air in his personal jet Give the anarchist a cigarette. You know I hate every popstar that I ever met! (Chorus) Nothing ever burns down by itself, every fire needs a little bit of help Nothing ever burns down by itself, every fire needs a little bit of help (Repeat)