The shadow beneath your feet is The shadow beneath your feet is All you've got The shadow beneath your feet is All you've got You've come to this world naked With no such sins or dues or whatever But somehow you know your world has come undone Undone And whatsoever you've feared has Become true And whatsoever you've hated has Become you And now you know you're just another one in the crowd Fighting for territory and bones What could it have turned your ego up? 'Cause now you feel a king without a throne The shallow smiles surrounding The shallow smiles surrounding Are your prize The shallow smiles surrounding Are your prize You've built your own world in clay On hard work and blessing from paper God And the shadows beneath your feet are Just the poor And whatsoever you fear is Losing it all And whatsoever you hate is What you've become And now you know you're just another one in the crowd Fighting for territory and bones What could it have turned your ego up? 'Cause now you feel a king without a throne