A Vision Of America by Totem Of The Heart Lyrics

Black leather smoke coils up the nostrils
And waltzes in the lungs
In an odor so distinct and rancid
As sewage and jaundiced tar;
A residual fragrance so impossible...

A cold cigarette pressed against a chapped lip,
A power weapon clicked and ignited,
A flickering light splashed onto such hydrous eyes;
The concealments of memory's flame are lit

Screened within an opaque fade,
Belched and entitled to pollute
Potent within a gratuitous shade
Yet demise is absolute

A vision of America seen from the air and going fast,
A sight visible for miles and miles on end...