Hollow Talk - Choir of Young Believers(capo 3)

Echoes start as a cross in you, trembling noises that come to soon

Spatial movement which seems to you, resonating your mask or feud

Hollow talking and hollow girl, force it up from the root of pain

Never said it was good, never said it was near, shadow rises and you are here

Silence seizes a cluttered room, light is shed, not a breath too soon

Darkness rises in all you do, standing and drawn across the room

Spatial movements are butterflies, shadows scatter without a fire

There’s never been bad, there’s always been truth, muted whisper of t’things she’ll move

Never said it was good, never said it was new, muted whisper of t’things you feel