I have stared at a hollow grave. The waves of my life just rock me to sleep. It's the only thing I feel I have to help. And when I am asleep my haunted memories let the nightmares unfold me. No matter how hard I try I can't help but remember it. Don't fall down because an angel should never touch the ground he says. And I'm higher than I was yesterday. Believe me. But I'm a shattered torn tree in a deciduous forest. You can grab me by my waist and never let go. I'm waiting for the answer. I'm waiting in the deep silence. I'm waiting to fight through what's right and what's wrong to get me to you.
A simple thing as your touch can pull me out of the hollow tree. I am buried here with this weight over my shoulders. And I want you. I hear your whispers they have spoken to me in a world that no one else can see.