Dari
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gary Dranow
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gary Dranow
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gary Dranow
Executive Producer
Lirik
Shadows hauling his own prologue in Searching streets where the forgotten blend
Loner walk with their heads held low No one to ask where they might go
He keeps a legend of the stories untold Pictures pinned on a roommate's skull
His face a trophy, a game he's played Their lives extinguished, their memories fade
They won't be missed, no one will cry No one will care, no one will fight
Like whispers in the dark, their voices are lost Like a tidal wave that rolls onto coasts
He watches close on their routine lives Knows where they've all been when he rather dies
Lonely stranger's on the danger way He chooses carefully who will drift away
He keeps a legend of the stories untold Pictures pinned on a roommate's skull
His face a trophy, a game he's played Their lives extinguished, their memories fade
They won't be missed, no one will cry No one will care, no one will fight
Like whispers in the dark, their voices are lost Like a tidal wave that rolls onto coasts
Every move is precise, a master's hand Chloroform is the start of a well-laid plan
The trunk's prepared, lined with plastic tight Out of the movie, take them to the final ride
They won't be missed, no one will cry No one will care, no one will fight
Like whispers in the dark, their voices are lost Like a tidal wave that rolls onto coasts
Written by: Gary Dranow
