Shadows
KENNETH W HIRSCH, JEROME POMUS
If I could record the moment
Just before you leave I'd never
Let it go
To never have to recognize that
I live in the boundaries of my own
Skin and bones
When I'm on my own I hear
My heartbeat like a clock's ticking
Filling the room
And the gentle dark hands of the shadows
Clasped in corners in the gloom
If I could I'd merge with you
Forever live as one as whole complete inside
But I'm afraid that you don't want that
And one day you'll poison me and leave with relief
Like a soldier when you're dressing
Going to do battle with the Town
And I lie here frightened how much
I am tempted to pin you down