on your face Hear, he's closer Prepare to accept your end Shadows surround you Shed a tear for the ones you hold dear Oh, by my side you walk
Noon according to the sundial Time has cast a shadow i've yet to discover What's making me tick There is liberation in A simple acceptance That
your blasphemous lies. Resented death, his sins confessed, accept the scars of the crucifix. Sad in your sorrow, withered within, stand in the shadow
you for my own If we could steal a moment Would you be so inclined To accept an invitation To the private conversation in my mind Terry imagines Daisy walking
DON'T BLAME ME WRITER GRAHAM GOBLE I was just thirteen when I left home, living in my daddy's shadow, there was so much goin' on that he couldn't feel
I was just thirteen when I left home Living in my daddy's shadow There was so much goin' on That he couldn't feel There were times when I was scared
'ma have to say I'm more keen to feel such things hopeful dreams I'd lost in a smokescreen of meaningless fucking Touching without touching, candles in the dark casting shadows
in shadows Longing to be free and not in chains Love is not pain. And pain is not love Tomorrow will close the door to sorrow Today we walk in hand in
Moment To Walk With you Just To Be So Take This Moment You've Got In Life To Be Free And Your Shadow It Doesn't Make A Sound It's The Shadow That
While walking through the corridors of power Beware of delusions that only drag you down You serve a system built on intrigues and cheat Maybe there's
from the hand of God. You would never sleep if you knew whats in my mind. My vile thoughts you would never close your eyes. I walk in the shadow of heavens
Shadow I cast, well, it weighs more than my soul. And it's the only proof that I am here at all. I will comfortably invite you if you promise to accept
A prophet that tries to live within a law To sanctify the path he's walking Obediently serve the light Clutching at straws - Pits like jaws Martytize
world does not revolve around you I'm not here to serve your needs But you can't accept the truth You're not invisible In the shadow of a doubt Build
the privilege? Why should we accept servility as a bargain for dignity? Why should we passively accept death as a bargain for living? Why accept this
for your blasphemous lies. Resented death, his sins confessed, accept the scars of the crucifix. Sad in your sorrow, withered within, stand in the shadow
opening, accepting my time. The dark cylinders of half-smoked cigarettes For me, I?m your sorrow Calling in your dreams For me, I?m your shadow Howling
'ma have to say I'm more keen to feel such things hopeless things I'd lost in a smokescreen of meaningless fucking Touching without touching, candles in the dark casting shadows