Dripping with rain that I can't wipe away
Chock full of words that I cannot say
The scribe on the landslide is calling to me
The light in his eyes, it runs down to the sea
Shadows of self, one more for the day
Lost in a list, words in the way
Caught by the thought that it's better this way
As the door that was open just edges away
The flamethrower's grin has the menace of men
My sabre-tooth tiger would run once again
The gap in the plan is nineteen holes wide
Sensitive boys amid fluorescent vibes
Shadows of self, one more for the day
Mind games and tricks, words in the way
Caught by the thought that there's no other way
But there's no need to listen, it's another day
Shadows of self, one more for the day
Mind games and tricks, words in the way
Caught by the thought that there's no other way
But there's no need to listen, it's another day