(Billy Bob Thornton/JD Andrew)
You stood on a mountain
And told your glorious story to the world
While I looked out a window like a fool
From the corner where I curled
You danced with the people
And came together in the perfect storm
I turned my attention to my self
Desperation kept its form
Should I have come along
Should I have joined the crowd
In a world that speaks so loud
Do I miss you
Is it all true
Do I miss you
Like they say, I do
I still look out the window like a fool
Listening to every word
My shadow frozen on the floor
And if I move a shadows steps aren't heard
Should I have come along
Though I was not endowed
By a world that seems so proud
Do I miss you
Is it all true
Do I miss you
I guess I do
There's a picture on your wall of your old staff
In the corner there's a graying epitaph
The world aren't there, the shadow writes its own
Look closely it's the grave that's marked unknown
