Oh the streets bleeding out for a real dream that's not filled with unmarked bills
When the moon turns its back to let off steam you're faced with a cold chill
There's a bird at the window, smoke in it's eye, singing off key
There's a wounded girl with her heart shaped shoe in the shadows
In the shadows
In the shadows
Of the city
In the shadows
Of the city
Well the trains are half empty with faces that try to break off their chains
Bound by the sound of the screaming dawn that is all their name
There's a madman throwing stones at the streetlight coming through a torn out shade
There's a small river by the fallen tree in the shadows
In the shadows
In the shadows
Of the city
In the shadows
Of the city
You can feel the air breathing down your neck like a ghost standing by your side
Flashing white teeth by the silent road he's looking for a place to hide
Rain cold woman with a knife in her hand and a shovel on the grassy ground
Catch a left eye you can hear the sound of the shadows
In the shadows
In the shadows
Of the city
In the shadows
Of the city
In the shadows
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