June Of 44 - Shadow Pugilist lyrics

You will never know How I let you slip through my... Maybe it will come to blows There's nothing to understand. All the time you drift along Too high, too afraid to come down Shadow riding, you fall The elongated light makes you topple down The transistor radio A makeshift bookshelf A photograph of a girl buried in sand Up to the neck, wearing sungla**es, Smiling You whisk yourself away in a cab down Broadway The cab went 'round a corner Each step from the curb Unmeasurable by a s**tant The face of a constellation Connecting the dots with lines To make your memory All the time you drift along Too high, too afraid to come down Shadow riding, you fall The elongated light makes you topple down