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Did your shadow ever speak to you? |
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And did he say that something's wrong? |
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Huddle figure on a lamp-let wall |
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Never realized he cared at all |
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Did he stop you going on? |
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Guess my shadow spoke to me to night |
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And made me throw my dreams away |
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Told a story of a twisted man |
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Who is playing with some foolish plan ' |
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Bout a girl who haft away |
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Sometimes shadows are near |
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I see things very clear |
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My life unwires |
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Somewhere |
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I make my stay |
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Blue ?ground and? yesterday |
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And change my mind |
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Now your shadow isn't always there |
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In the light of cloudy day |
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Or in circles where you had ?from view? |
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All the doubts that ever bothered you |
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And where people loose your name |
