Text: Me Without You. Wolf Am I! (And Shadow).

It's the smell of hot summertime trash
It's the city noise of a busy street
It's a train derailed and two car head-on freeway crash
Each time we meet

'And if it comes as some sort of surprise' she said
'That I seem so composed
I've kept this moment closer to my eyes' she said
'Than the glasses resting on the edge of my nose'

Shadow am I
Shadow am I
A question of a person, no said reply

Wolf am I
Wolf and shadow cast on the sheep as I pass by

Shadow am I
Shadow am I
Or like a wearing black socks
And white woolen locks
Wolf am I, and shadow

She was graceful and green as a stem
And I walk heavy on delicate ground
Oh, there I go showing off again

Self-impressed by how well I can put myself down
And then I go again, to the next further removed level
Of that same exact feigned humility
And this for me goes on and on to the point of nausea

Shadow am I
Like suspicion that's never confirmed
But it's never denied

Wolf am I
No, shadow I think is better
As I'm not something more
Like the absence of something

So Shadow am I
The material world seems to me
Like a newspaper headline

It explicitly demands your attention
And it may even contain some truth
But what's really going on here?

One day the water's gonna wash it away
One day the water's gonna wash it away
One day the water's gonna wash it away
And on that day

One day the water's gonna wash it away
One day the water's gonna wash it away
Nothing clever to say, one day
Nothing else to say