The Hollow of Morning

The subtle shift inside, a battle's won, the inside killed the outside and Im sorry, if I let you think, better of me but you were holding on too tight Maybe we'll fall, maybe we'll fly it's out of our hands, its out of our hands this time The night'

Guarded by the darkness, waiting side by side We tag along at the back of crowd You and I Full of sorrow, full of light This is Home Your face is home No takes like home Home Wait for me golden memories, cos I have too few Help pull me up Cos Im hang

A lonely burden rests gently this is harder than I thought Your face is distant and paler now its funny how things work out But if I keep a constant speed and watch everything rush past me its the quickest way to leave it all behind only it never lea

My tired eyes are like lonely stars, Trying to find a little, Order in the chaos, So I take a bus ride in the afternoon, You all look so happy and me, I'm barely hanging on This is what you do to me, This is what you do to me Drape myself out onto th