In the crucible of nothing

In the crucible of nothing
Where there's only the night
And boredom leads to bottles
And the lonely broken flight
Where once were choirs of angels
A heart filled with empty cigarettes
In the crucible of nothing
You kid yourself you've no regrets

Magpie Billy winks at me
As I'm sitting under his tree
His words feel like wisdom
But beyond are blue skies

His song is beguiling
Enought to stop me smiling
I'm not one for optisim
But at least I try