Oh the streets bleeding out for a real dream that’s not filled with unmarked bills

When the moon turns its back to let off steam you’re faced with a cold chill

There’s a bird at the window, smoke in it’s eye, singing off key

There’s a wounded girl with her heart shaped shoe in the shadows

In the shadows

In the shadows

Of the city

In the shadows

Of the city

Well the trains are half empty with faces that try to break off their chains

Bound by the sound of the screaming dawn that is all their name

There’s a madman throwing stones at the streetlight coming through a torn out shade

There’s a small river by the fallen tree in the shadows

In the shadows

In the shadows

Of the city

In the shadows

Of the city

You can feel the air breathing down your neck like a ghost standing by your side

Flashing white teeth by the silent road he’s looking for a place to hide

Rain cold woman with a knife in her hand and a shovel on the grassy ground

Catch a left eye you can hear the sound of the shadows

In the shadows

In the shadows

Of the city

In the shadows

Of the city

In the shadows