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Summer glistens off your shoulder
Can’t wait any longer, dreaming of a lover
It’s too late; nobody at the gate
Fire lurking round the place, looking for souls to take

Different seasons, seeking shelter
From the storm, coming in from the firelight
Waning memories, homeless wandering
In the city, hiding away from the bright night

Coldest mornings, banish all the hate we have
Before the dawning of a new day, gets in our way
Falling over, broken shadows
Hiding from the situation, thoughts you shouldn’t say

Follow me to the ends of time, you’ll be fine, it’s just a matter of crime
Calling forth this history, we will live in infamy
Syracuse this fantasy, bring me back, to reality
Carry me over to density, hold my hand and you will see

Dying hunger, far beyond your wildest dreams
Crazy faces, shapes tearing at the seams
Darkness rising, high above our expectations
Of what we know, don’t elevate our generation

Follow me to the ends of time, you’ll be fine, it’s just a matter of crime
Calling forth this history, we will live in infamy
Syracuse this fantasy, bring me back, to reality
Carry me over to density, hold my hand and you will see

Smooth sailing from horizon, new ways to keep my mind off the hunger
Mistaking my desires, take away my sunny liars
Making good time all the way, gonna be sundown when we reach the bay
Fortify my defenses, I got no other secret senses to keep me company
(Fly away, far away, far from, all we know, don’t be late, it’s just one way)

Catch a sliver of hope, it’s a new day; all out of soap; opera
Soon be thy moment of truth, full marks, you amateur sleuth; Bogart
Take it easy, soon enough, you’re time will come and you will follow
Many perished souls who follow, one ole’ single crimson way

Follow me to the ends of time, you’ll be fine, it’s just a matter of crime
Calling forth this history, we will live in infamy
Syracuse this fantasy, bring me back, to reality
Carry me over to density, hold...

Looks like you’re all out of luck, check your pockets; you’re missing a buck
Better take better care of yourself; you don’t be careful, you may need some help
You’re not alone in this time of sorrow, ask for pleas and will beg to borrow
Run yourself with a bow and arrow, shoot through the heart; there will be no tomorrow
(Down memory lane, it’s always the same)

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from Shadow People - 2022 Remaster, released December 25, 2022

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Geno Samuel Tokyo, Japan

Multi-instrumentalist from Lithuania, raised in Ireland, lived in Japan, based in China.
I like to dabble in a wide range of genres, which I'm sure produces a little something for everyone's tastes.

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