Catch The Shadows Lyrics - Falconer

You grasped a pot of gold, 

now it looks like lead. 

On your path of hunger 

the gold lies still ahead. 

At the end of the rainbow 

another rainbow starts. 

Try to catch the shadows 

and run until you fall. 

Strain your nerves to follow 

the temptations of them all. 

The prizes fade with time 

as day fades into night. 

The state of satisfaction 

is a slowly dying high. 

As sun descends in the sky 

the hunt is on for the dawn. 

Chasing tricks of the day through the night. 

The scent of dawn is so sweet 

but it is spoiled with each bite. 

Losing pace among all of the treats.