Back to the cold restless streets at night

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 a living disguise?

I walk the street rain tragicomedy

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

Discoloured pain

Mrs Brown's washing is always the same

I walk the street rain tragicomedy

I'll walk home again to the street melody

But I know, oh no

But I know, oh no

But I know

Do you feel in me

Anything redeeming

Any worthwhile feeling?

Is love like a tightrope

Hanging on my 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