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Released under watchful skies
Into a town I didn't recognise
I was a tourist with no story
Lost in this purgatory
Escaped the smell of chalk and shame
Pledged a classroom in my name
The PTA won't bless me
And the yearbook will assess me
I walked down these familiar streets
Now filled with circus freaks
Your plans are as useful as a baby's hand
There's no planning in shadow
Shadowland
Shadowland
Shadowland
Shadowland
Shadowland
Shadowland
Shadowland
Shadowland
Shadowland
I chased you round the chimney stacks
The burnt earth pressed into our backs
It was so dark I just don't know what I kissed
And I couldn't even see what I missed
You walked me across freedom fields
My shadow was a forcefield
I want to float upon my memories
Not sink into the gloaming seas of
Shadowland
Shadowland
Shadowland
Shadowland
Shadowland
Shadowland
Shadowland
Shadowland
Shadowland
Shadowland
Shadowland
Shadowland
Shadowland
Shadowland
Shadowland
Weight loss
First frost
Valium
Sink fast
Life coach
Guru
I turn and
I find you
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