Cigar

My worries would gladly lose their life

For this silent harmony to survive 

Much like a virgin maiden sweet

Bleeding to be her first lover's keep

 

Fears emerge in the silenced minds

For a man has to learn the art of life

Questions, Ladies, all on their knees

For a man to be doing, just the right things

 

Friendships, Fragrance, Care and Wrath 

They all failed to do the right math

As you light that cigar, every time you kiss

And we both wonder, what the fuck did we miss...

-Al