I dream of clues I cook for two I see it clear I am smoke and mirrors It's an open house But no one's been told Only animals Come to the door I wash it up I see it through I could go without The daily news Then step outside Where the beach is kin To the latest color of my skin Didn't we say Don't behave Don't you wanna save This time and place In an open house With room to be bold It's ok to write So I've been told I like the clear Smoke in the wind And the latest color of my skin Didn't we say Don't behave Don't you wanna save This time and place