A metaphor for what is happening in the world today
Written to describe pollution and how no one is accountable for the death it brings
There's been blue smoke on the horizon these last few days
They say no one knows where it's coming from
No one will tell us a thing
Some are wondering about this new life
But no one will say anything at all
Pluto's burning brimstone, wreaking havoc with the dead
Many's the man who'll die alone shaking in his bed
And blue smoke is drifting, bound for distant shores
And blue smoke is choking people you care for
Though the elder days of man are nearer all the time
So many think we can push it all behind
Pluto's burning brimstone and people wonder why
Pluto's burning brimstone as the last age goes by
And blue smoke is drifting
Blue smoke is drifting
Blue smoke is drifting, bound for distant shores
Blue smoke is choking people you care for
Blue smoke is drifting
Blue smoke is drifting
Yeah, blue smoke is drifting