The Shadow - Mary Black

And it’s over now

The guns have flowed

The nightmare flashed

On a cradle road

As the guilty rain came down

No child to hold

Through anxious fears

No gentle hand

To catch the tears

That soak this ancient ground

The smile that breaks so gently

Belies a troubled head

Like a voice that holds the secrets

Of the life you might have led

Eyes with pale indifference

In danger and in grace

But the glance that knows the death-knell

Left it’s shadow on your face

In the deep enduring darkness

As your loyal friends go down

Touched by the violent crown

'til their hunter’s hunted down

Chorus

The web is slowly woven

The endless dreamers shed,

In the dawn the curfew is broken

On the sunday morning’s dead.

Centuries of thunder

Take the castle in the flood

To the cold night air of london

Where you hands are bound in blood.

Mid winter deepened

As the parting turned inside

A thousand times you cried

But the shadow never died.

And it’s over now

The guns have flowed

The night mare flashed

On a cradle road.

As the guilty rain came down.

No child to hold

Through anxious fears

No gentle hand

No graceful years

Just bitter ancient ground.

But it’s over now