I knew a girl made of cigarette smoke
She wore winter around her like a warm overcoat
And she'd write, and she'd smile
And she'd write, and she'd laugh
And the smoke was her own sense of peace

Saved her lucky for last and exhaled a wish
That wisped and whispered, luminous
It curled, quiet against the night sky, and lingered

She says,
"Oh, baby breathe, baby please won't you breathe for me?
I am losing you slowly, but I'm yours to keep"

She would fumble for her lighter and light herself up
Nurse her vice between fingers that never knew lust
Still she'd write, time to time
She would manage a smile
While her hope floats away in the breeze

She knew her luck couldn't last, still, she exhaled a wish
That wisped and whispered, luminous
It curled, quiet against the night sky
And still lingers

She says,
"Oh, baby breathe, baby please won't you breathe for me?
I am losing you slowly, but I'm yours to keep"
She says,
"Oh, baby breathe, baby please won't you breathe for me?
I am feeling so faithless, and so free, yeah, so free"