I walk through the static of my mind Barefoot on glass from broken time The air tastes like yesterday And the ceiling drips memories in grey Faded signs, along the street Neon ghosts hum under my feet All the faces I forgot to keep But tell me Where do shadows sleep? Do they hide Behind the walls that never breathe? Do they drown In the echoes under me? I just lay In this room that won't forgive Asking quietly: Where do shadows sleep? Pale hands drawn on cigarette smoke Cracks in the mirror whisper a joke The Sun never made it past this town It got lost, where I broke down Letters I burned, names I erased Footprints washed in the flood of my mistakes I try to dream, but it cuts too deep And I wonder Where do shadows sleep? Do they fade Inside the stains beneath my skin? Do they wait For someone else to let them in? I just stay With the ghosts I failed to keep Asking softly, where do shadows sleep? Maybe They're under this floor Or behind that door Or maybe They're me