【洋楽】The smoke in the air/オリジナルソング

歌詞Lyrics [Intro] Same old street Same old shoes Same old man With nothing to lose Click, click Flick that flame Another day Another face, no name [Verse 1] He takes his seat by the corner store Where he’s been sitting for years before The city grew, the old signs changed But nobody noticed he stayed the same People rush with their eyes ahead A thousand words, but nothing said He tips his hat, they look right through Like he’s just part of the avenue [Pre-Chorus] So he pulls one out And he lights it slow Watches little silver clouds Put on their own little show [Chorus] Nobody knows him Nobody cares But everybody notices The smoke in the air They wave their hands They turn away “Keep that filthy smoke Somewhere else, okay?” Oh, what a sight What a terrible crime A little grey flag In the morning light They don’t see the man But they know he’s there When the smoke starts rising Into the air [Verse 2] He used to have a name on a door A key to a home, a place in the world Now the new folks don’t know his face He’s just another ghost taking up some space He’s not asking for a helping hand He’s not looking for a place to stand Just one quiet moment, one little spark A tiny sun in the afternoon dark [Pre-Chorus] And he breathes it in And he lets it go There’s a little piece of him In every cloud of smoke [Chorus] Nobody knows him Nobody cares But everybody notices The smoke in the air They wave their hands They turn away “Keep that filthy smoke Somewhere else, okay?” Oh, what a sight What a terrible crime A little grey flag In the morning light They don’t see the man But they know he’s there When the smoke starts rising Into the air [Bridge] Funny little world Funny little game They can’t remember faces But they remember blame He never made a sound Never asked for a throne But the moment he starts smoking They won’t leave him alone Well, isn’t that something? Isn’t that sweet? Invisible man With a smoke-free street [Final Chorus] Nobody knows him Nobody cares But everybody notices The smoke in the air Wave your hands Go on, complain Tomorrow he’ll be sitting Right here again Oh, what a sight What a beautiful crime A little grey flag Still waving in the sky They don’t see the man But they know he’s there Yeah, they know he’s there When the smoke fills the air [Outro] Same old street Same old shoes Same old man Nobody knew Puff, puff… Still here, baby. Still here.