Hollow - Hem

Sometimes when I lay down at night

I swear I can see to heaven

For it’s in dreaming that the things

I always knew

Are the only thoughts I have

And when I look up at you, love

Handsome as a magazine

Wild as the sun, like nothing below

Could ever pull you down

But it’s a hard road that we follow

The saddest cities, and the darkest hollows

People cross this world

Over and then back again

Never even one time lift their eyes

Or think of what they say

But I hear it in your voice, love

Like someone sweetly willing

The hope of all these years

The prayer of a time

That we don’t even know

But it’s a hard road that we follow

The saddest cities, and the darkest hollows

But I hear it in your voice, love

The strongest sound

I’ve ever heard

Like water from a well

So deep in the ground

I’ll never thirst again

But it’s a hard road that we follow

The saddest cities, and the darkest hollows

And everything that’s far away

And was lost from me

I see it all from here in you