Shadows And Tall Trees

Back to the cold restless streets at night I talk to myself about tomorrow night Wall 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 Shadows and tall trees Shadows and tall trees Life through a window, a discolored pain Mrs Brown's washing is always the same I walk the sweet rain tragicomedy I'll walk home again to the strret melody. (Out there) Do you feel in my, 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....