What do you sing when the song's been sung? Who do you fight when the war is won? What do you write when the book is done? What do you sing when the song's been sung?
How do you pray until you find your prayer? How can you care so much you just don't care? How do you feel until the feeling comes? Until you love yourself How can you love someone?
Here I am, a hollow man Telling stories 'bout the promise of a promised land Feel like a cheap bouquet of flowers and a one-man band With my heart in hand, the hollow man
How does it work when the words don't come? It's like pulling the trigger on an empty gun You can't make it rain staring at the sun So you work at your work Until the work gets done
Here I am, a hollow man Telling stories 'bout the promise of a promised land Feel like a holy roller's rosary on a one-night stand With my heart in hand, the hollow man
I'm a blank page, clean slate At night, I'll give my soul away When nothing's left, I'll give you a smile I got these chords that won't wait I'm much too vain to masturbate No sacrificing substance for style Awe, anyway, ha, I got you to smile
What do you see that your eyes don't see? And what do you dream now that you've sold your dreams? And what do you sing when the song's been sung? What do you sing when the song's been sung?
Here I am, the hollow man Selling stories 'bout the promise of a promised land I feel like a cheap bouquet of flowers and a one-man band I'm just a holy roller's rosary on a one-night stand With my heart in hand I am the hollow manTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
