Back to the cold restless streets at night
I 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 sweet 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 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

...out there...

Do you feel in me
Anything redeeming
Any worthwhile feeling
Is life like a tightrope
Hanging from the 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
Shadow...shadow...shadow
Shadow...shadow...shadow
Shadows and Tall Trees
Shadows and Tall Trees
Don't be my shadow...shadow...shadow
It's only my shadow...shadow...shadow
Shadows and Tall Trees
Shadows and Tall Trees