If you find yourself needing air or peace,
Then seek me in the room where smoke is thick;
And maybe we’ll perform a magic trick.

When pace overtakes and control has ceased,
And wellness contorts into shapes so sick;
If you find yourself needing air or peace,
Then seek me in the room where smoke is thick.

It's unlikely that answers will release
Themselves spontaneously from this wick,
At least we can be lighter for a tick.
If you find yourself needing air or peace,
Then meet me in the room where smoke is thick;
And maybe we’ll perform a magic trick.