Stomps her shadow to the sidewalk In the cigarettes and ash Kicks her shadow through the tall grass In the fallen nests and trash Her shadow walks behind her Follows her into a cab And she holds it underwater Picking at it like a scab I kiss her in the stairway Shadow spilling down the steps Run my fingers through her blonde hair Must have dyed it while I slept I stumble home and turn the lights on Watch it scurry between her knees And I see it when she's talking Hear it changing how she speaks Out west shadows are squirming In hot cars and dry riverbeds Writhing on an ugly statue Shattered stained glass 'round its head Jack's smiling in the dark now Writing things that he can't see And the words that he can't read Say "The Door Between Her Teeth" The old man's in his mansion On his hill filed up with bones Sees his shadow stretching over town Rolls his eyes back and moans José rots in pieces Between three Chokecherry trees Their shadows interlock like fingers On a grave littered with forties Their shadows interlocked like fingers Making sure he'll never leave Their shadows interlocked like fingers Making sure he'll never leave