The Man Who Danced On The Tip Of A Cigarette

I've held on to this cigarette for too long It's 'bout time to wake up Say hello to the moon Blew off the ashes on the tip to see If he was there And there he was I knew I'd see him soon There was a man who liked to stand On the burning tip He moved his feet so that He didn't get hurt But when he did it seemed to me That he was dancing Then the end of this cig Turned incandescent He was small but it's the brightest light I've ever seen There was fire in his eyes, Flames on his feet His passion was ferocious Though his steps were always cautious I felt him on his beat Just then he started mumbling some words He said... "Hoy voy a mover mis pies Hasta hacerlo incendiar Ayer no conocía el brillo Que hay en esta luz abismal No se que será cuando pare Y no haya suelo por quemar Espero que mis pies descansen Cuando no hay mas que bailar" Here is the man who's bound to dance On this lightened stick He's half way through and half way out Of this cigarette And even though this blinding light Is losing brightness It still enlightens the infinity of this nothingness Yes it's true it was the brightest light I've ever seen But every flame will end the same way It's turning dim He know's he has to go As pleased as he can be It's time to set us free And again he started mumbling some words He said "Hoy voy a mover mis pies Hasta hacerlo incendiar Ayer no conocía el brillo Que hay en esta luz abismal No se que será cuando pare Y no haya suelo por quemar Espero que mis pies descansen Cuando no hay mas que bailar" Veo la oscuridad Veo la oscuridad Veo la oscuridad Veo la oscuridad I've held on to this cigarette for too long It's 'bout time to wake up Say hello to the moon Blew off the ashes on the tip to see If he was there And now he's gone I wish I'll see him soon