There are rays of light Hesitating in your breath Tonight When inevitably, You fall asleep Lying next to me I'll have One last Cigarette Then lie down to rest Right next to you My breath tonight It's physical It billows in your cool There are razor knives Dancing, playing In your air tonight When inevitably You fall asleep Lying next to me. I'll have One last Cigarette Then lie down to rest Right next to you My breath tonight Material It billows in your cool