Projections #2

PROJECTIONS (reworking of original instrumental track , Projections, By Silvio Vinci)

You throw your shadow on my wall,
Make it ten feet wide and tall,
Tell me things I ought to be,
But every picture looks like me.

You paint the future black and white,
Then disappear into the light,
I hear your voice behind the door —
I don’t believe it anymore.

Projections!
Coming through the glass,
Projections!
Shadows from the past.

You keep throwing your world on me,
But I ain’t what you want to see.

You see a fire, I see a spark,
You see a road, I see the dark,
Every fear you never faced
Is hanging there in someone else’s place.

Turn the mirror, change the view,
Maybe what you see is you,
Strip the colours from the screen —
Tell me what the picture means.

Projections!
Coming through the glass,
Projections!
Shadows from the past.

You keep throwing your world on me,
But I ain’t what you want to see.

No more pictures,
No disguise,
No more living
Through somebody’s eyes.

Turn it off!
Let it burn!
What you throw at me
Is gonna return.

Final Chorus
Projections!
All across the room,
Projections!
Dancing in the gloom.

You keep throwing your world on me…

But now I know
what I see.