There I was Just standing in your shadow Just standing in your pool of shade veneer Here I am Still yellowed by the summer Still suffering in silence loud and clear
Well I catch the train, it takes me back We leave the rails and the carriage snaps
There I was Just lying in the kitchen Just listening to voices through the tiles And they said, the one thing you can count on Is you can count on nothing here my child
Well you dig my grave and slap my back And I turn grey on the beaten track
But you hardly notice You hardly notice
What do you say when they roll a grenade And it almost takes your breath away Talking to Joe with the head of a crow And its all gone pear-shaped
There I was Just standing in your shadow Just suffering in silence loud and clear
Standing in your shadow Standing in your shadow Standing in your shadow Standing in your shadow Something's not right Standing in your shadow Something's not right Standing in your shadow