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Shadowland
there’s a place that they call the shadowland
where tenderness and terror walk together hand in hand
through the space that’s left when worlds collide
they leave a trace of love that never died
the line’s erased i’m lost on the other side
i’m longing for the sunlight to warm my skin
an open door i’ve seen before i want to go in
and find my way back to the place i knew where every day
was made for loving you
but still i stay locked away here in shadowland
you can crown me queen of in-between
i’m like a half-moon hanging in a clear blue sky
one eye on the light of day
the other turned away
and you can color me grey
until the day the doors close on the past
and i’m where i was meant to be at last free at last
from this shadowland
you’ll be there before you know it
there you go now just don’t blow
it in the air that’s all around you
everywhere thatís where i found you
far away from the grey days in shadowland
© 2001 Rachelle Garniez
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