Sometimes I feel like the man   I think you think I am   These days I am mourning the loss   of a dream that I don't understand      Time is a lens   I see you now   Your hair blown by winds from afar      Sometimes don't you feel like the woman   You think I think you are      It's just smoke   But it's in flesh in blood we deal   And you can't go your whole life denying the things you feel      I held you up like an angel   Sewn you down on my life   I tell no one else you could compare   To the myth who should have been my wife   And now I'm trying to shake you   Alone beneath this roof   But you stay like a mark on my breast   Though I burn every shred of proof      It's just smoke   But it's in flesh in blood now we live   Maybe those sweet kisses were never really ours to give      I've been wrestling with the moon and her tides   The curve of her breast    Her hair falls like rain   The laugh the sigh the smile now   These things aching me like a lost memory gained and   I have seen what I have seen in this lifetime   Just dreaming you looked over my shoulder      I'm older now    Maybe we can let this shit   Let it smolder   I need smoke   Cause it's in flesh in blood now I stand   I won't be haunted any longer by the dreams I do not understand