I used to shine the perfect borrowed light It wasn't mine and it was taking over night Shame traces the edges of your face Fully lit, independent of this place Old enough to see How diamond wedding rings Has counterfeited things I've been borrowed Shame on me My muse is gone, forsaken of the theme No motto now--no cradle, no dream Bathed with a soft, embezzled light Six feet below an idealistic love But I still want these things Flighted childhood dreams As foolish as they seem I've been taken Shame on me I used to shine It wasn't mine Shame, shame, shame Fully lit Now only sweet little wishful things Are bound and gagged, tied up in different strings No living castles up in the sky Following unbothered clouds go by And I've been taken Shame on me But I still want these things Flighted childhood dreams As foolish as they seem I've been taken Shame on me