The Shadow Knows

	Somewhere deep inside your mind You don't want anyone to find That you're... Someone with very big ideas The words that just came off your lips Just crossed your name off the list It's long gone and already forgotten I was thinking just the other day Is there something more to know? And is there someplace left to go? Some place with something there to see? Is there anyone at all? Not one to make that final call? To all those people wondering… Some things are better left undone Some battles better left not won Some sad songs better left unsung Some fires are better left unfed Some pages better left unread Some words are better left unsaid What kind of person would you be? If less is what you see, then less is everything And if you look what will you find Would that make up your mind? And make up everything, make up everything?


	It was the best of times, it was the worst of times; it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness; it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity; it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness; it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair; we had everything before us, we had nothing before us; we were all going directly to Heaven, we were all going the other way.