In the flinty light, it's midnight and stars collide.
Shadows run, in full flight to run, seek and hide.
I'm still not sure what part I play in this shadow play, this shadow play.
In the half light, on this mad night I hear a voice in time.
Well, I look back, see a half-smile, then it's gone from sight.
Won't you tell me how I can find my way in this shadow play, this shadow play.
Sounds come crashing and I hear laughing.
All those lights just blaze away. I feel a little strange inside.
A little bit of Jekyll, a little Mr. Hyde.
Sounds come crashing can I hear laughing?
All those lights just blaze away. I feel a little strange inside.
A little Dr. Jekyll, a little Mr. Hyde.
Thoughts run wild, free as a child into the night.
Across the screen a thin beam of magic light.
Things they just don't look the same.
In this shadow play, this shadow play.
Shadow play, shadow play. I can't run away from this shadow play.
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