Shadows

Turning away, turning away from me. I see my hometown is cracking apart beneath. It's broken and mess, it's broken and nasty Hands. Turning away, no words can be found to Speak. The Eyes of the friends are turning to grey. The archways at night are closing to distant Stars. We gather around, we gather around the Fire. A suburb of life, the edge of the night Still shines. The shadows of our former selves are Glimpsing in the stranger's eyes. The shadows of our former selves are melting in The sinful lies. The shadows of our former selves are glimpsing in The stranger's eyes. The shadows of our former selves are melting in The sinful lies. Turning away, turning away from Me. I see my hometown is cracking apart Beneath. It's broken and mess, broken and nasty Hands. Turning away, no words can be found to Speak. The shadows of our former selves are glimpsing in The stranger's eyes. The shadows of our former selves are melting in The sinful lies. The shadows of our former selves are glimpsing in The stranger's eyes. The shadows of our former selves are melting in The sinful lies. Shadows of our former selves are glimpsing In the stranger's eyes. The shadows of our former selves are Melting in the sinful Lies.