Shadows - The Residents

Shadows of shadows, the reflection of a smile

The odor of emptiness, the rotting smell of guile

Shadows in the darkness, shadows in the light

Shadows in the elegance and eeriness of night

Shadows in a cobweb hidden in the shade

Shadows in a sentimental moment that was saved

Shadows in the ether, shadows in a shroud

Shadows in in the incandescent billow of a cloud

Shadows in the secret sections of a dream

Shadows on a surface that remains unseen

Shadows in an inky, aromatic mood

Shadows in in the shiny nothingness of new

Shadows in the sure uncertainty of mud

Shadows in the blatant blasphemy of blood

Shadows in the stale’n sorry echoes of a hug

Shadows in the acrid afterglow of love

Reflections of reflections, the choices of a child

The feelings that are lost and never ever reconciled

Shadows on the future are echoes of the past

Left behind by loneliness that lasts, and lasts, and lasts