Hollow

Say good-bye to me. I was once a shining sea.
A flower in the mud and weed, but now it’s closer to me.
And I don’t know if I believe. I don’t know if I believe in me.
It’s getting dark, too dark to see.
Lift the flower, carry me away.
Hollow, will you come for me.
So low, who will come for me.
Hung so pretty on the wall, like the one who came before.
Half way up inside alone, lives a pain inside me arm.
For every smile that ever died, I will cut what can’t deny.
To the bone, let nothing hide. Please remember.
Hollow, will you come for me.
So low, who will come for me.
Isolation is disillusioning. I’m forever drawing nearer.
And I just want to sleep, sleep forever.
I don’t know if I believe. I don’t know if I believe in me.
Come inside the warmth and bleed, bleed forever.
Hollow, will you come for me.
So low, who will come for me.