Smoke Filled Pictures

Smoke fills the room,
 with castles in the air-
 I weave them all upon a silver loom,
 look up if you dare-
 (chorus)
 I wonder where I? m going,
 And where I belong,
 What this plastic world can offer me-
 The only truth I understand,
 Is that within my song,
 And in the smoke-filled pictures that I see-
 Threads without any ends,
 tangle in the chandelier-
 Within the smoky corners are my friends,
 and no one knows they? re here-
 (chorus)
 Music floats to the ground,
 dragons fly on the wing-
 And in their dance, they whirl the whole room? round,
 above the heads of those to whom I sing-
 (chorus)
 Smoke fills the room,
 with castles in the air-
 I weave them all upon a silver loom,
 look up if you dare-