Dust Filled Room

Bill Fay

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She sat smoking a cigarette
The fire on her legs
In the dust filled room she wished
That the cigarette could last forever

But the fire died down and
The cigarette burned out
And the room grew dark and she got up
And went out to see once again
What it was that was outside

Oh I know that chair i've sat there
As one goes out another one sits down
In the dust filled room they wish
That the cigarette could last forever