Look over Your Shoulder - Steve Howe

Don’t ask me how I know

Just look over your shoulder

You won’t recognise yourself

You won’t have to ask

Is everyone here much older

Are communications feeling much colder

Everytime you look over your shoulder

Sudden like the wind transversed

The gulf of friendship passed

Stillness mounts in this high place

Silence stays the same

I am I will I can are aims

But can we tell which are the games

Everytime we pass the blame

Fearful thoughts are bitter sweet

His charms are soft in youth

The sting is of elusive hands

That reared him from his tooth

We know that shadows move on course

We’ll have to take this boy by force

Everytime you look over your shoulder