I’m ready when you squint from your pillow
And I’ll remain till you give in to sleep
For it is my job to be your shadow
And never fail to keep hold of your feet.
When you’re young you may feel like you’re haunted
And do all you can to hide me from sight;
As an adult you’ll take me for granted,
I’ll be a dark shape, an absence of light.
There’s no doubt you’re alive in the sunlight
For I can stain every step that you take
And while my presence will fade in moonlight,
I will still follow, unknown, in your wake.
When Death calls, I promise I will not hide,
I’ll be your shroud, holding close by your side.