early evening, you're struck by that feeling
you like to run, run -- run real fast
by the bleachers, by the tracks
borrow glamour from some other era
you gotta shake, shake -- shake the best
the days are long but morning will pass
you drink your fill, pour your heart out to strangers
you find your fun but the fun is getting stranger
the shadow's out, alone at last
it's time to shake
stories in pictures carry old whispers
do you still keep secrets away
none the wiser nowadays
early morning you leave without warning
you gotta shake, shake -- shake the past
the days are long but morning will pass
you drink your fill, pour your heart out to strangers
you find your fun but the fun is getting stranger
the shadow's out, alone at last
it can't touch you as you're running fast
you drink your fill, pour your heart out to strangers
you had your fun but the fun is getting stranger
the shadow's out, alone at last
they can't touch you if you're running fast

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