Shadows in the mirrors of the rain Grey as all the colors in the sky Pale as the reflection of the moon Coming through as if her feet will follow soon No shoes, only bare foot, miles ahead I wonder if she ever felt this bad Going to walk herself until the night is gone Weeping clouds underneath the yellow sun Come as you can We'll walk on the streets of difference The streets of difference Come as you can She shakes her knees upon the shifting sands Forsaken by the angels of the land It's the apple that she never got to eat In the garden that she never wished to see If hope is just another word for life And life is just another word for love She talks herself to sleep with all these thoughts And wakes herself before the lights turn off