'Shadow Life' rosey colored, misty mornings blurry through the looking glass happy in their sweet delusions the ignorance of the seething mass nothing to fear where nothing is real but then, nothing seems to truly matter but deep down in their secret hearts they ponder the horrors should it... (shatter)       shattered dreams       of fancy flights       once pretty lies       and diffusive lights       promises       of a fresh tomorrow            but then the truth...                 and then the sorrow... Now - the harsh, cold reality with edges cutting like a knife did they tell you of the price for the vagueries of this shadow life sacrificing normalcy scratching, clawing, digging deeper having to know, to riddle the whys... falling faster, further... (deeper)       deeper into the phantom glow       truths and lies blur into one       and as soon as you think you understand       you find you've only just begun...