Hollowed Out
Do we understand what we believe in or is this just accepting what they say is best for us?
Was there ever a choice or did we doom ourselves by failing to notice the patterns?
We are in danger of wandering aimlessly in search of passion, of love, and hope
When all we have are pictures, words, and vague ideas
Stories about what we are supposed to be and what we are supposed to become and
All of that means nothing if we are blinded by the very dreams that should guide us
I can attest to this
I've done this to myself
And I stand bested by failing to move ahead
Should I stop bracing myself
Against the faults I've yet to fashion
Or give in to doubt and accept I'll learn to live with myself
When all I have is this hollow heart
And those words from your lips?
I'm always losing sleep over things I can't control
And my mind won't be at ease until I know what to believe in
This is my last chance...
To step back from the edge before there's nothing left
Before what I become is sinews and bone...
And we find ourselves...
Standing alone!
I can see there's no way back...
That the past has long since passed
I'll try until there's nothing left of me
If when I look back... I can still see you standing there
Just stay where I can see you!
Was there ever a choice or did we doom ourselves by failing to notice the patterns?
We are in danger of wandering aimlessly in search of passion, of love, and hope
When all we have are pictures, words, and vague ideas
Stories about what we are supposed to be and what we are supposed to become and
All of that means nothing if we are blinded by the very dreams that should guide us
I can attest to this
I've done this to myself
And I stand bested by failing to move ahead
Should I stop bracing myself
Against the faults I've yet to fashion
Or give in to doubt and accept I'll learn to live with myself
When all I have is this hollow heart
And those words from your lips?
I'm always losing sleep over things I can't control
And my mind won't be at ease until I know what to believe in
This is my last chance...
To step back from the edge before there's nothing left
Before what I become is sinews and bone...
And we find ourselves...
Standing alone!
I can see there's no way back...
That the past has long since passed
I'll try until there's nothing left of me
If when I look back... I can still see you standing there
Just stay where I can see you!
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Writer(s): Michael Sartor
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