Happily High?

The small blue flame is here again Calling out to me as a new best friend Small white paper Cant save none for later Need it in my bloodstream Want more to make my mind scream A law can be broken like the heart I hide This stuff makes me forget all I feel inside Good for a minute until it all comes down Just light it up again, smoke the feel good brown An evening with this really does the trick So much comes from a thin white stick Don’t care where its come from As long as I can get some Takes too long to sit and crumble Uncertain hands will sometimes fumble All worth it in the end though That smoke doesn’t let me say no Hot rocked through that shirt Too high to realise it hurt Unsure at first But gotta quench the thirst Taxiing round makes the feeling come faster Will there be regret coming after Copyright Lora Edmonds 2005