Shadow Pugilist

Album cover art for "Shadow Pugilist" by June Of 44

June Of 44 - Rock, Indie Rock

Shadow Pugilist

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Duration: 3:58

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Lyrics

You will never know How I let you slip through my hands Maybe it will come to blows There's nothing to understand All the time you drift along Too high, too afraid to come down Shadow riding, you fall The elongated light makes you topple down Transistor radio A makeshift bookshelf A photograph of a girl buried in sand up to the neck Wearing sunglasses, smiling You whisked yourself away in a cab down Broadway The cab went 'round a corner Each step away from the curb Unmeasurable by a sextant The face of a constellation Connecting the dots with lines To make your memory All the time you drift along Too high, too afraid to come down Shadow riding, you fall The elongated light makes you topple down

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Credits

Writers
  • Jeff Mueller
  • Sean Meadows
  • Fred Erskine
  • Doug Scharin