Hollow As The Wind

I’m numb like the frost on a wintered plain,

Heart beats, but it don’t feel the same.

Mind’s a field, just dust and stone,

A hollow place, where nothing’s grown.

I’m hollow as the wind,

Blowing through the pines again.

No spark, no fire, no flame to tend,

Just drifting, hollow as the wind.

No stars to guide, no road to roam,

A tumbleweed without a home.

The sun comes up, it feels all wrong,

Another day, but the night’s too long.

I’m hollow as the wind,

Blowing through the pines again.

No spark, no fire, no flame to tend,

Just drifting, hollow as the wind.

I don’t cry, the tears won’t come,

Every song I hear, I hum it numb.

The world spins, but I stay still,

Lost in the shadow of this hill.

I’m hollow as the wind,

Blowing through the pines again.

No spark, no fire, no flame to tend,

Just drifting, hollow as the wind.