Shadows And Tall Trees / Saturday Matinee

Back to the cold restless streets at night
I talk to myself about tomorrow night
Walls 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 living disguise
I walk sweet rain tragic comedy
I’ll walk home again
To the street melody
But I know, oh no
But I know, oh no
But I know
Shadows and tall trees
Shadows and tall trees
Shadows and tall trees
Shadows and tall trees
Life through a window
Discolored pain
Mrs. Brown’s washing is always the same
I walk street rain tragic comedy
I’ll walk home again
To the street melody
But I know, oh no
But I know, oh no
But I know
Out there
Do you feel in me?
Anything redeeming
Any worthwhile feeling
Is love like a tightrope
Hanging from the ceiling
But I know, oh no
But I know, oh no
But I know
Shadows and tall trees
Shadows and tall trees
Shadows and tall trees
Shadows and tall trees
Shadows, shadows, shadows
Shadows, shadows, shadows
Shadows and tall trees
Shadows and tall trees
Shadows, shadows, shadows
Shadows, shadows, shadows
Shadows and tall trees
Shadows and tall trees