Shadowdance



Shadows dance
in the light of the fire
this evening.
On the beach, by the sea, friends and family sit here with me.

This is just a scene from my memory,
part of an old movie I like to show,
lights down low,
let the shadows dance.

Shadows dance
in the afternoon sun
of August.
On the beach, by the sea, my first love, she laughs with me.

This is just a scene from my memory,
part of an old movie I like to show
lights down low
let the shadows dance.

Out on the timeless sea, I see a light there.
Do they wait there for me, shadowy dancers?
Above the ocean’s roar, I hear a voice there.
Won’t you return once more to dance with the shadows?



Words and music, Randy Parsons