Wolf Am I! (And Shadow)

It's the smell of hot summertime trash

It's the city noise of a busy street

It's a train derailed and a two car head-on freeway crash

Each time we meet

"And if it comes as some sort of a surprise", she said

"That I seem so composed"

"I've kept this moment closer to my eyes", she said

"Than the glasses resting on the edge of my nose"

Shadow am I, shadow am I?

A question of a person, no said reply

Wolf am I? Wolf and Shadow cast on the sheep as I pass by

Shadow am I, shadow am I?

Or like a wearing-black-socks-and-white-woolen-locks

Wolf am I? And shadow

She was graceful and green as a stem

But I walk heavy on delicate ground

Oh there, I go showing off again

Self-impressed by how well I can put myself down

And there I go again, to the next further removed level

Of that same exact feigned humility

This for me goes on and on to the point of nausea

Shadow am I? Like a suspicion that's never confirmed

But it's never denied, wolf am I?

No, "shadow”, I think is better, as I'm not so much something

More like the absence of something, so shadow am I

The whole material world seems to me like a newspaper headline

It explicitly demands your attention and it may even contain some truth

Of what's really going on here

One day the water's gonna wash it away

One day the water's gonna wash it away

One day the water's gonna wash it away

And on that day

One day the water's gonna wash it away

One day the water's gonna wash it away

Nothin' clever to say

One day, nothin' else to say