Somewhere in the shadows of my mind
You never know what you will find
Never know what is hidden there
That is never going anywhere
Staying there in every passing season
Never seeming to have any reason
Maybe it is the madness in my head
With problems I can not shed
Those thoughts are watching and waiting
Always they are festering and hating
And they always carry the scar
Where they can be pushed too far
You never know what you will find
Never know what is hidden there
That is never going anywhere
Staying there in every passing season
Never seeming to have any reason
Maybe it is the madness in my head
With problems I can not shed
Those thoughts are watching and waiting
Always they are festering and hating
And they always carry the scar
Where they can be pushed too far
copyright Chris Smith 2005
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