She lives in a house by the river
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And they call her the crazy weirdo
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She once had a name, now she lives like a ghost
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The people around here see her no more
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She walks up the hill in her tone wedding dress
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Her eyes are a flame, her face is a mess
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She turns back and watches the village below
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She never belonged there
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But I’s time for her to go
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And it’s time for her to go
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(Chorus)
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I cast a light on the shades of the past
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They come alive and will never be forgotten
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Each day I remember the man drafts and rise
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Making plans of dreaming of his last goodbye
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He put on a smile that no one could read
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He knew that his mind was running to his seed
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He would stay there watching the tall trees outside
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His shadow grew longer as lonely hours passed by
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As lonely hours drifted by
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(Chorus)
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I cast a light on the shades of the past
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They come alive and will never be forgotten
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Solitary souls that float in the night
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They pass me by and remember how to smile
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Remember how to smile
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Shades of the Past
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| The Sandman’s Orchestra |
