Chasing shadows, chasing time,
into thin air.
Dirty faces and dirty minds
Always in a hurry.
You, the judge and jury.
And every shadow that you chase
And you say that everything's okay
when you feel nothing everyday.
Don't tell me that it isn't true,
'cause I see you.
You're as good as what you give
but you give nothing.
And I can't tell you what it is
that keeps us going.
You, the judge and jury,
lose your fear and fury,
from the safety of your cage,
And everything you say you'll make
is left in shambles in your wake.
You try to find a good excuse,
but I see you.
I see you.
from Chasing Shadows
released September 15, 2014
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