Time never ends, as far as we know It goes on forever, like the wind which blows Neverending time, passed without cigarettes An impossibility, because I'll never forget
That I always need them, why, I'm not quite sure But I will always remember their wonderful allure Hours spent, days spent, months and years Without a cigarette, would be my greatest fear
I cannot even contemplate a smoke free existence Cannot even go there, not even in the distance Because I cling so very tightly to them, hold them to my chest To not have them in my presence, I would feel undressed
An eternity without them, my definition of hell Because I constantly am hearing an insistent little bell Which keeps on telling me time after time Drag on a cigarette, you don't need reason or rhyme
Just keep doing it and doing it and doing it again Keep drawing up those noxious fumes until the very end Keep filling all those ashtrays with disgusting little butts An eternity of smoking, from ashes to the dust Alessandra Liverani, 2003