No Smoke, No Gun-Don Brownrigg

With the i's on the prize to begin The sentences of the states they're in To find their kind, a penchant for the win But the length of try is only deep as skin When i dreamed somebody into life And how they'd fit mine I don't know why i dreamed all but the eyes And the lucid dreams stay longer than the night And you are just an ornamental one I'm a serenade undone You are just an ornamental one So soon you're gone No smoke, no gun Through all the eyes and all the lies no waste in time Just the things that decorate the life But to waste tries and to blur lines On then which you do rely Barely ever things come as surprise When you are just an ornamental one A serenade undone When you are just an ornamental one So soon you're gone No smoke no gun I have truths but i've played parts and i've told lies I eat the fact, played hearts, i realize I've grown to know, it's no surprise I now know why i dreamed all but the eyes I dreamed all but the eyes 'cause it takes all kinds to make this world, i find It takes all kinds to make this world, i find It takes all kinds to make this world, i find It takes all kinds to make this world, i find When you are just an ornamental one A serenade undone When you are just an ornamental one So soon you're gone No smoke no gun