Released under watchful skies
into a town I didn’t recognize
I was a tourist with no story,
lost in this purgatory
Escaped the smell of chalk and shame,
I pledged a classroom in my name
The PTA won’t bless me
and the yearbook will assess me, yeah
I walked down these familiar streets,
they’re filled with circus freaks
Your plans are as useful as baby’s hand,
there’s no planning in shadow, shadowland
Shadowland (eight times)
I chase you round the chimney stacks,
the burnt earth pressed into our backs
It was so dark I just don’t know what I kissed
and I couldn’t even see what I missed
You walked me across freedom fields,
my shadow was a forcefield
I want to float upon my memories,
not sink into the gloaming seas of shadowland
Shadowland (fifteen times)
Weight loss, first frost, valium, sink fast
Life coach, guru, I turn and I’ve found you
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