The Days of Second Hand

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The Days of Second Hand

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[Verse 1] Youth grows old Beauty fades The light grows dim Then the end of days We see his shadow in a piece of bread We see his shadow in a glass of wine [Chorus] Silhouettes, echoes, dreams Behold the man Silhouettes, echoes, dreams Take what you can In fragmented ways in these dim-lit days Of second hand [Verse 2] We're his body A broken one The partial eclipse Of a radiant sun We see his shadow in a beggar's face We see his shadow in our enemies [Chorus] Silhouettes, echoes, dreams Behold the man Silhouettes, echoes, dreams Take what you can In fragmented ways in these dim-lit days Of second hand [Verse 3] We stutter step Our words are weak For the sense of something Hidden deep We see his shadow in a starry night We see his shadow in a lover's kiss [Chorus] Silhouettes, echoes, dreams Behold the man Silhouettes, echoes, dreams Take what you can In fragmented ways in these dim-lit days Silhouettes, echoes, dreams Behold the man Silhouettes, echoes, dreams Take what you can In fragmented ways in these dim-lit days Of second hand [Outro] (We see his shadow in a piece of bread) Of second hand (We see his shadow in a glass of wine) Of second hand (We see his shadow in a beggar's face) Of second hand (We see his shadow in our enemies) Of second hand (We see his shadow in a stormy night) Of second hand (We see his shadow in a lover's kiss)

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  • Terry Scott Taylor