SHADOWS THIN AND SHADOWS TALL,
GLIDING UP AND DOWN MY WALL.
SHADOWS NEVER MAKE A SOUND,
DANCING, DANCING ROUND AND ROUND.

SHADOWS SHADOWS TELL ME WHY,
THERES'S MORE TO YOU THAN MEETS THE EYE.
FOLLOW YOUR SHADOW AND IT WILL FOLLOW YOU,
FOR SHADOWS ARE WE AND SHADOWS DO WE PERSUE.

WHEN YOUR SHADOW NO LONGER CASTS A SHADOW IN THE SUN,
THEN YOUR WORK HERE ON EARTH IS OVER AND DONE.
SHADOWS LEAVE NO FOOTPRINTS IN THE SANDS OF TIME,
SHADOWS PASS IN AND OUT THE WINDOWS OF OUR MIND.

WHEN YOUR SHADOWS WORK HERE ON EARTH IS OVER AT LAST,
YOUR SHADOW NOW BECOMES AN ECHO OF THE PAST.