Hollow Notes

I can still recall the dress
That she last wore, her best
It had been a while
When night had come, we laid to rest
Some simple words as we undressed
I think I felt her smile

So with candles we burned out
Some refuge in our hope unto this house
But the mood still hung low
The curtains turned to black
For many years on after that
Just so that she'd know

During the silent parade
I prayed for rain

Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
I hear the song that she used to sing
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
Echo the stillness of her skin
When I promised her the pain would subside
I held her hand as she closed her eyes

These hollow notes, they make me whole
And tear like razors through my soul
She is my pain
And every melody
Is like a teardrop drowning me
Please let it rain
During the silent parade

Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
I hear the song that she used to sing
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
Echo the stillness of her skin
When I promised her the pain would subside
I held her hand as she closed her eyes

I kept her memory, dancing in a music box
Just like this ghost of me, risen from the killing block
And I kept her memory, dancing in a music box
But I always wished for more
Always wished for more

These hollow notes, are all that she left
A skeleton of the heart inside her chest and now
These hollow notes live inside my head
A tribute, like her picture
Lusting besides our bed
These hollow notes

I hear the song that she used to sing
In these hollow notes