In this thirty five mile an hour town Mama locked the door last night For the first time in all of her years I said mama you gotta be kidding me She said things ain’t like they used to be round here You just wouldn’t believe it Kids growing up without

See me in the shadows Dream in the shadows Nothing seems real The world we live in is another skald´s Would you believe in a night like this A night like this, when visions come true Would you believe in a tale like this A lay of bliss, a praise in the