There are two of me, one does the right thing - one cannot see.
Standing back to back
Who is the strong one in the last act?
Every path I take, roads I go down
choices I make.
Take me right between patches of light
and darkness in me.
Oh we have to keep a watch on our shadows
Every move they secretly make
We try to be so close to Heaven
but then our shadows -
they run away.
They pull us away.
Shadows - Amy Grant
52 Linked 2012 A new theme every week.