Cars pass by quickly
they have lights that crawl up the walls
they continue to change signs
they continue to disorientate
I see you with her and now it seems normal to me
instead it's disarming understand that we are
just a passage of shadows
that are lost if they lose their hearts
the women on the bridge talk about new clothes to wear
of men never ready lovers too busy thinking
they dance a waltz
they hold each other tightly
I see myself trying to be alone
and maybe it helps me to know that we are
just a passing of shadows
alone a passage of shadows
that are lost if they lose their heart

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