Well... You may think you're real
But you're all ghosts to me
Spectral wraiths who glide
Through a life of misery
Wake up Zombie
You may think you're dead
But beside me, you come alive instead
Dancing firelight illuminates your face
While weaving cobwebs hide my eyes
Like a frightened child I cry
For the want of timelessness
For the want of timelessness
You Shadows, dim familiar shapes,
At least you can escape the dullness
Of the day's reaction
You silent mocking mimics
Of every action
Well... A shadow of my former self
A figure of forgotten past
Slips unnoticed by my side
To match my footsteps to the last
Daybreak like a hopeful mailman arrives
To deliver the registered letter of life,
Glancing over his shoulder
As he watches for the dogs of night
From season to season
Land to land,
I follow the gypsy caravan,
Wherever it goes,
Wherever it goes
You Shadows, dim familiar shapes,
At least you can escape the dullness
Of the days' reaction,
You silent mocking mimics
Of every action,
You Shadows
You Shadows of life
Writer(s): Ryan Patrick Cantz
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