Your heart beats hard against the hollow;
as the day dies birthing another tomorrow,
as the ghosts of what once was haunt what we will become:
as my heart beats hard against the hollow,
place your hand upon my chest
& tell me that you know…
Your heart beats hard against the hollow;
as the day dies birthing another tomorrow,
as the ghosts of what once was haunt what we will become:
as my heart beats hard against the hollow,
place your hand upon my chest
& tell me that you know…