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I’m out with the foxes again
Stealing along into the dawn
Past the sprinklers on sleepy summer lawns
And the stars still twinkling
Like trinkets in a pawnshop window
I wonder if they know I’m tangled in your shadow

Down the misty lane
The milk truck clinks along its way
And I stumble on the steps

I could free myself
From the dark tendrils that cling to me
If I didn’t find them so exquisite

I wonder if you know I’m tangled in your shadow
I wonder if you know I’m tangled in your shadow
I wonder if you know I’m tangled in your shadow
I wonder if you know I’m tangled in your shadow

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