mewithoutYou Wolf Am I! (and Shadow)

It's the smell of hot summertime trash,
it's the city noise of a busy street
it's a train derailed and two car head-on freeway crash
each time we meet
"and if it comes as some sort of surprise," she said
"that I seem so composed,
I've kept this moment closer to my eyes," she said,
"than the glasses resting on the edge of my nose."

shadow am I! shadow am I!
a question of a person, no said reply
wolf am I! wolf
and shadow cast on the sheep as I pass by
shadow am I, or like a
wearing-black-socks-and-white-woolen-locks
wolf am I, and shadow.

she was graceful and green as a stem,
but I walk heavy on the delicate ground

(((oh, there I go showing off again,
self-impressed by how well I can put myself down!
and there I go again, to the next further removed level of that same exact feigned humility!)))

[and this for me goes on and on to the point of nausea]
shadow am I!
like a suspicion that's never confirmed
but it's never denied
Wolf am I!

(((no, "shadow" I think is better,
as I'm not something, more like the absence of something)))

So SHADOW AM I!
the whole material world seems to me like a newspaper headline -
it's explicitly demands your attention
and it may even contain some truth,
but what's really going on here?

one day the water's gonna wash it away (x3)
and on that day,
one day the water's gonna wash it away (x3)
nothing clever to say,
one day,
nothing else to say.