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Leaf by leaf and page by page
Throw this book away
All the sadness, all the rage
Throw this book away
Rip out the binding and tear the glue
And all the grief we never even
Knew we had it all along
Now it's smoke

The things we've written in it
Never really happened
All the things we've written in it
Never really happened
All of the people come and gone
Never really lived
And all the people come have gone
No one to forgive; smoke

We will not write a new one
There will not be a new one
Another one, another one

Here's an evening dark with shame
(Throw it on the fire)
Here's a time I took the blame
(Throw it on the fire)
Here is a time we didn't speak
It seemed for years and years
And here's a secret
No one will ever know
The reasons for the tears
They are smoke
Smoke, smoke

We will not write a new one
There will not be a new one
Another one, another one

Where do all the secrets live?
They travel in the air
You can smell them when they burn
They travel
Those who say the past is not dead
Can stop and smell the smoke
You keep saying the past is not dead
Well, stop and smell the smoke
You keep on saying the past is not even past
And you keep saying
We are smoke
Smoke, smoke

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