Shadow of a Man Draft

The sun shone down on the shadow of a man The man had whiskey in his hand. He was part of a band, and with his shadow he would play. Drinking away this fine and sunny day. His music Like the grass Was all dried up. Looking down at his shadow His dark figure holds a cup. Wishing it was words on his tongue Those days now though seem undone. So it's Liqour on his lonely lips His shadow now his only friend. And while everyone else he has known is now gone The man with his shadow feels right at home. The shadow and him. His friend till the end This is the shadow of a man