The Hollows

Matt Pond PA

Erasers impress me everyday, they have a way, of forgetting easily
Morning when your better half, has gone out back, and you can't hide what you see
Hide the hollows from me
What's there, windows holes intact, behind me lacks the walls for me to breath
I'm there, I am all around, I am spread out, the wide transparency
Hide the hollows from me

I'm not into explaining
The symbol's slight but burning bright
Hide the hollows