I remember those songs on the radio The jasmine, the wind in your hair Summer and smoke, diamonds and dust Go where you will, do what you must The promise was made, your word was enough We had dreams, visions and plans Into the night, out of our hands

I want to feel that you want it I want to feel by the morning Oh let me feel what you are Flashes on match heads Splashes of ashes Embers arising Smoke fills the skies in Wind blows in then crashes Waves over the ashes

Along deserted avenues Steam begins to rise The figures primed and ready Prepared for quick surprise He's watchin' for a sign His life is on the line Dogs whine in the alleys Smoke is on the wind From deep inside its empty shell

Yeah I'm chillin' on a dirt road. Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones Smoke rollin' out the window An ice cold beer sittin' in the console. Memory Lane up in the headlights. Got me reminiscing on the good times Said I'm turnin' off the real life

Keep it movin movin, keep it goin goin Watch me watch me, bonafide hard copy Hip-hop nazi dispose of the Liberace's Extra extra, enjoy the lecture from Hannibal Lector, now rewind selector Bounce it bounce it, smoke by the ounces Tan leather couches,