my cigarette days

I wish I still smoked

I wish I still drank

I wish I still had

money in the bank

you should have seen me

through the nicotine haze

I was quite something

in my cigarette days

I canvassed the avenue

late in the night

looking for something

to not turn out right

I started out common

and turned out amazed

life had purpose

in my cigarette days

          good and bad luck follow me

          everywhere I go

          I thought I would live forever

          shows how much I know

you might think me crazy

you might think me brave

you might think I was born

to misbehave

but where others found caution

I was unafraid

I was the man

in my cigarette days

now I've quit smoking

booze won't touch my lips

no world is waiting

at my fingertips

I should be disappointed

instead I feel okay

but sometimes I miss

my cigarette days