Shadows

On those hot summer nights years ago
We played flashlight hide and go seek
Turned ourselves into monsters
And ran from the shadow behind the trees

The shadows grew up with me
Hid under my bed, hung from the walls
Hid in my books got on the bus with me
And if i let them, chased me down the halls

You tell me I’m psycho, tell me I’m crazy
These shadows are things no one can see
I say you’re the one that is crazy
There’s on your shoulder talking to me

You find them everywhere you’d expect
A dumpster, a prison, a whorehouse, a bar
Sometimes you find them in the bright lights
Yesterday i saw one at the altar