SHADOW

Grab my throat, now please don’t squeeze
This morning’s air has been rather dry, I see
Oh lord, if there’d been a heaven
You might have set me free…

A great big gig in the sky
And we, failing ashes blown from the high
What have you been doing to me
The dark side is now all I see

I don’t mind these hard nights
When I know there’ll be a sunlight
Yet all I know now is the shadow
And there’s no counterpart to that…
There’s nothing left…

l.a.

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