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Silhouette Shadows
Bruce Hornsby
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On TV, watching from a Boston street
Into someone's window as Nixon resigns
Good, good thing I'm tall
Going back to my third-floor walk-up
Sounds in the air, the S&M couple beating each other
And screaming at summer right above my room
Watching morning sitcom shows
Every day in the Schiff's house, what I do, they were away
Making sure they'd never notice I had been there
Couldn't believe I was doing this
Was a needed break from the music school grind
Silhouette and shadows
Ancient scenes and cryptic dreams
Silhouette and shadows
I sort of remember in the dim light
In the sharp outline, a cardboard cutout
Shaded recollections
One life in reflection
In a practice room, a student
Stops to listen, stays for a while
Then knocks, comes in, introduces himself
Tells me to come to Atlanta
To meet his big-time producer
We continue to meet and plan
I flew down there to hang in their scene
Tried to get me to do blow
And, and much more
I wouldn't do it, instant ostracism
Left in two days, don't know what I learned from that
Maybe nothing
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In third grade waiting for the intercom
To tell us when the buses arrive
On a Friday afternoon, November 22
Interrupted by a TV voice
Telling us the President's been shot
Then kids erupted in glee
Shouting, "Hooray, Nixon can take over!"
Miss Nimmo jumped their ass and tore 'em down
I was really alarmed and confused
Watching the children parroting parents' views
Silhouette and shadows
Ancient scenes and cryptic dreams
Silhouette and shadows
I sort of remember in the dim light
In the sharp outline, a cardboard cutout
Shaded recollection, one life in reflection
Silhouette and shadows
I sort of remember in the dim light
In the sharp outline, a cardboard cutout
Shaded recollection
One life in reflection
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