And now it's vital, ascendent and coiled You could rely on a spirited pursuit To touch on your toes, to lope for you dog-like While wearing your colours it picks up your soul And the journey's tolls And now it's vital you call on my name You wash your hands in my wastrel flames I would have though you would have caught the importance of hair Folded in chains simply explains your cigarette not yet (Cigarette, heartache, cigarette) Bones you were and bones you'll be The scenery set in between Will fade away and soon reveal The deals you made are history I would have though you would have caught the importance of hair Folded in chains simply explains your cigarette not yet (Cigarette, heartache, cigarette)