shadows and tall trees

back to the cold restless streets at night

i talk to myself about tomorrow night. walls of white protest

a gravestone in name

who is it now? it's always the same. who is it now? who calls me inside

are the leaves on the trees just a living disguise?

i walk the sweet rain tragicomedy

i'll walk home again to the street melody. but i know oh no

but i know oh no

i know

shadows and tall trees

shadows and tall trees

life through a window

a discoloured pain

mrs. brown's washing is always the same

i walk the sweet rain tragicomedy

i'll walk home again to the street melody. but i know oh no

but i know oh no

i know. do you feel in me

anything redeeming

any worthwhile feeling

is life like a tightrope? hanging on my ceiling. but i know oh no

but i know oh no

i know

shadows and tall trees.