Ian Broudie
Smoke Rings
He's not a man of many wordsHe's wrapped up deep insideSeldom seen and barely heardThe secrets of his lifeLife looking through smoke ringsCircles of friends who have goneGoneIn another time, another placeThings he could have doneWith a different life, a different faceWith drink to oblivionLife looking through smoke ringsCircles of friends who have goneGoneLife looking through smoke ringsCircles of friends who have goneGone
From Letras Mania