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Wait, I know it's hard to stay
But I ask that you remain
I promise you I'll be-
The shadows have thinned
The sins are mostly forgiven
The shadows are still
Stiller than ever they have been
I know it's late again.... I know I'm late again
The shadows have thinned
The sins are mostly forgiven
The damage was fun
The cleanup has only just begun
I know it's late again.... I know I'm late again
Shadows are thin
Sins are mostly forgotten
Shadows are long
They cast beyond the burning sun
I know it's late again.... I know I'm late again
I know I'm, I know I'm, I know I'm, I know I'm
Wait! I know it's hard to stay
But I ask that you remain
I promise you I'll behave
Watcha' say? We won't play it their way
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Under the pavement there lives a man
he understands me, when I find him
he will tell me who I am
Meanwhile, I'm walking the street again
oh, I keep pushing through the nightlife
I'll keep digging till I crack through the sunlight
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if you listen in the distance
you can hear the rustling of shadows
soft as paper, maybe they were
left behind by some olden guarantee
is it a song? is it a word? is it a code I oughta learn?
gimme a clue, what do we do?
are there doors that we should go through?
you might see her in the mirror
if you peer deep into the fog and haze
of daybreak, maybe she'll wake
up to sing you some olden lullaby
is it a room? is it a drawer? is it a book under the floor?
gimme a clue, what do we do?
are there worlds that we should go to?
is it a view? is it a sound? is it a light under the ground?
gimme a clue, what do we do?
are there walls that we should dig through?
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Shadowbread (Prototype)
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all alone, breaking bread with my shadow here at home
away from you and all your clones
I'm happy just to be here on my own
so happy you're not around me anymore
and now it's me I'm living for
never have I lied to you: I've always told the truth
you know I've always been there for you: I've never let you down
you know me: you knew I'd never stick around
and I know you and all the things to which you're bound
and all your dreams are gone
you're like a gray sky hoping for sun
but you'll never find what you've always tried
to leave behind or to hide
all your life
all alone, breaking bread with my shadow here at home
away from you and all your clones
and I'm happy just to be here on my own
so happy you're not around me anymore
and now it's me I'm living for
never have I done to you the things they used to do
you know I've always encouraged you: I've never put you down
you know me: you knew I'd never stick around
and I know you and all the things to which you're bound
all your dreams they're done
you're like a gray sky running from sun
but you'll never find what you've always tried
to leave behind all your life
all alone, breaking bread with my shadow here at home
away from you and all your clones
and I'm happy just to be here on my own
so happy you're not around me anymore
and now it's me I'm living for
never have I done to you the things they used to do
you know I've always been there for you: I've never let you down
and I'm sorry, I just couldn't stick around
you know me, and all the things to which I'm bound
all your dreams are done
you're like a gray sky hoping for fun
but you'll never find what you've always tried
to leave behind or to hide
all your life
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it's good to see you back here up and runnin' again
dripping wet with enthusiasm hope and gin
this time things will be different
'cuz we took care of all those so-called friends
(but) let me fill you in on what's been goin' on
Dirty Larry finally had to pawn his gun
Sampson went and got himself a hair transplant
Clark & Lewis: they're stuck in a bad jam, whoa-ah-whoa
it's good to see you flashin' that classic grin here again
eager as a weasel and so impatient to dig in
this time we're gonna' win!
though no one's begun someone's bound to give in
but let me give you just one little word of advice
I suggest you listen good 'cuz I ain't saying it twice
we had to change some things when you were sent away
so you better learn the new rules if you want to stay and play-ay, oh-oh-whoa
THIS TIME, I've come back to stay
So don't get in my way
Thank you for waiting around
And for holding the fort down
Thanks for keeping my crown
Clean and warm for my return
To the ground
FEELS GOOD being back here up and running again
Eager as an eagle to swoop down and dig in
This time kids, I think we've won
So let's all go home and drink to our fun, wow-whoa-oh-whoa-w
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LYRICS:
The world is waiting for you to go crazy
Stop hesitating, open up your brains and pour out
A confetti shower, streaming downward, downward
Your thoughts will rain upon the minds of children
They’ll rip their hearts out hoping for a chance to dissolve
But they never solve crossing over, over
Into the zeros
Between the burnt ether and ones
That you become
Floating right through them
As you evolve back to the start
You fall apart
I sense their frenzy flowing
Between my bones
They weave their frantic story
In threads of gold
Pressing like flesh conforming
Through little holes
And we grow-oh-oh-oh
Over the undertow
A bolt of lightning piercing through the darkness
Ignites your vision and chemically reacts with your face
But you never taste what you long for, long for
Your glowing eyeballs beckon to the people
A green directive, swollen up and calling their names
But it does not gain crossing over, over
Into the zeros
Between the burnt ether and ones
That you become
Floating right through them
As you evolve back to the stars
You fall apart
I sense them reaching for me
They’re all alone
Riding their wave of glory
On silicone
Cascading flesh contorting
Through cracking chrome
And we grow-oh-oh-oh
Over the ozone glow
I feel them seeping through me
As we become
A tangled thread of mutant
Axon response
Veins sprout like hair protruding
From crown to crown
And we grow-oh-oh-oh
Until we overload
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Dan Jacob Wallace Chicago, Illinois
composer, songwriter, (sometimes) guitarist
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