this is the place where all shadows begin
beneath the broken house and greenskin tree
i walk just out of tune but hope to win
the colours do not change from out to in
and red leaves on the hedge were meant to be
this is the place where all shadows begin
a moment here when the world does not spin
as all the signs of what we are agree
i walk just out of tune but hope to win
who knows those watching might forbear to grin
as no time passing they must pause to see
this is the place where all shadows begin
that which was lost was made to seem a sin
by falling off and scattering debris
i walk just out of tune but hope to win
those who have heard know what this life has been
in all its echoes and the space left free
this is the place where all shadows begin
i walk just out of tune but hope to win
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