   Shadows and Tall Trees
         
         Back to the cold restless streets at night
         I talk to myself about tomorrow night.
         Walls of white protest, a gravestone in name
         Who is it now? it's always the same.
         
         Who is it now? who calls me inside
         Are the leaves on the trees just a living disguise?
         I walk the sweet rain tragicomedy
         I'll walk home again to the street melody.
         
         But I know oh no
         But I know oh no
         I know
         
         Shadows and tall trees
         Shadows and tall trees
         
         Life through a window, a discoloured pain
         Mrs. Brown's washing is always the same
         I walk the sweet rain tragicomedy
         I'll walk home again to the street melody.
         
         But I know oh no
         But I know oh no
         I know.

         (Out there)
         Do you feel in me, anything redeeming,
         Any worthwhile feeling
         Is life like a tightrope? hanging on my ceiling.
         
         But I know oh no
         But I know oh no
         I know
         
         Shadows and Tall Trees ....  
 
