Shadow Hands

behind the shadow there is a soul playing quietly as not to droll mystical, melancholy set of tunes fingers stray linger in the ether where to turn when all roads stop short of disaster, sure and drop to my knees I shall never know the one who loves forevermore this dream I had the life I wished for, desired beyond control and most of all I did believe in love, forevermore alas, my life has turned inside out what was certain now is not, what was conjecture has come to pass the song continues strum along...