Wandering the paved road Gliding without a care in the world I stop suddenly An image follows me wherever I go I look behind and it stops I take a step forward Quickly looking behind It stops again I scream at the image why do you follow me The image screams back why do you follow me The shadow chases me into my home Closing the door for the memories of the shadow The memories of where the shadow has gone Through people and work Through homes full of hearing things Through evenings full of sounds Into a spot where the shadow stands taller then me I try to climb to my shadows height but it gets larger I chase after it But that shadow is never white