Shadows of a Thousand Years

They find you in your time Laying on the beach Of a wasted land Out of reach. Calling to the shadows of Monsters, Digging in the sand for clam shells. Shadows of a thousand Years. They put you in cell, boy, For the waiting. And you wake up in the morning And you smile. And you see that your time is dead, But the man is walking. But he's on the sea and you can't believe He's talking. Shadows of a thousand years. And he calls you Playback, but you can't see him 'cause he's on a sunset And he's talking. And he's wearing a clown suit with a white Hat, Joking. And he's gambling like a gambler, But he's folding. Shadows of a thousand years. Years. Shadows of a thousand Years. Shadows Of a Thousand Years