Rough demo of a new song:
HOOKAH PIPE
She came in through the window
To smoke my hookah pipe
And told me all about her,
She's not the silent type...
How come you don't know
Love is a window
That's never wide open?
Sat down between two willows
To see the day go by.
She cried to see a cloudburst
Enfold the placid sky.
I said "the wind blows
Whenever you blow it,
That's mind over matter".
She answered with a sigh,
"Who told you such a lie?"
She answered with a sigh,
"Who told you such a lie?"
"Well, come in through my window,
Smoke my hookah pipe,
And tell me all about you,
Don't be the silent type."
Outside the wind blew
Hard on the window
Like a hammer...
She said "I've got a feeling,
The sky is going to fall".
I said "that's just the ceiling",
With my eyes turned to the wall.
"How come you don't know
Love is a window
That's never wide open?"
Smoke my hookah pipe,
I'd love to see you fly,
Smoke my hookah pipe,
I'd love to see you fly,
I'd love to see you fly,
I'd love to see you fly.
How does it feel
To be pressed beneath my iron heel
And what is it like
To be trapped below my piercing spike?
'Cause if you avow
You better be gone now.
Wouldn't you love
To get your feet on me somehow?
You better be gone now.