All of Your Cigarettes - from sound check

When all of your cigarettes
 Are smoke in the atmosphere.
 When all of your bottles
 Have been shattered into sand.
 I will understand you.
 Cellophane on window panes
 Lets the wind cracklin'
 Like fire on the mountain,
 Filled with fingers in the sand.
 I will understand you.
 Yeah i will understand you.
 Yeah i will understand you.
 When all of your fortunes missed
 And meteors inside your fist.
 Laughin' spells and coughin' fits,
 I'm looking for a sign,
 Yeah i've got to find you.
 Yeah i've got to find you.
 Demons dwell in business suits.
 Madmen live in cowboy boots.
 Someone set the angels loose
 And got me in a bind.
 And i've got to find you
 Yeah i've got to find you.
 Yeah i've got to find you.
 Yeah i've got to find you.
 'cause mercury's been passing through
 Subway stations on the moon.
 She's sinking now a bit too soon
 She's feeling awfully low.
 That's how i know you.
 When martian towers lie
 Visible to naked eyes,
 And it takes no strength
 To try to just get up and go.
 I will know you, yeah i will know you.
 I've got to find you.
 I've got to find you.