The Days of Second Hand lyrics

by

Terry Scott Taylor


[Verse 1]
Youth grows old
Beauty fades
The light grows dim
Then the end of days
We see his shadow in a piece of bread
We see his shadow in a glass of wine

[Chorus]
Silhouettes, echoes, dreams
Behold the man
Silhouettes, echoes, dreams
Take what you can
In fragmented ways in these dim-lit days
Of second hand

[Verse 2]
We’re his body
A broken one
The partial eclipse
Of a radiant sun
We see his shadow in a beggar’s face
We see his shadow in our enemies

[Chorus]
Silhouettes, echoes, dreams
Behold the man
Silhouettes, echoes, dreams
Take what you can
In fragmented ways in these dim-lit days
Of second hand

[Verse 3]
We stutter step
Our words are weak
For the sense of something
Hidden deep
We see his shadow in a starry night
We see his shadow in a lover’s kiss

[Chorus]
Silhouettes, echoes, dreams
Behold the man
Silhouettes, echoes, dreams
Take what you can
In fragmented ways in these dim-lit days
Silhouettes, echoes, dreams
Behold the man
Silhouettes, echoes, dreams
Take what you can
In fragmented ways in these dim-lit days
Of second hand

[Outro]
(We see his shadow in a piece of bread)
Of second hand
(We see his shadow in a glass of wine)
Of second hand
(We see his shadow in a beggar's face)
Of second hand
(We see his shadow in our enemies)
Of second hand
(We see his shadow in a stormy night)
Of second hand
(We see his shadow in a lover's kiss)

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