If they’re going to make a shadow out of me
Well I guess I’ll be the shadow of that post oak tree
In the forest by your house
Where we used to meet
If they’re going to make a shadow out of me
If they’re going to make a shadow out of you
Well I hope to catch the briefest glimpse as you go passing through
As the shadow of the Lincoln
That we drove to school
If they’re going to make a shadow out of you
Lines will disappear as we grow darker
Darker than we planned for at the start
The light of morning will get even farther
Until at last
You can’t tell us apart.
So if they’re going to make a shadow out of us
Casting downward to the valley like an Appalachian bluff
I was born, then I loved you
I guess that was enough
If they’re going to make a shadow out of us
If they’re going to make a shadow out of us

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