Hollow

Shadows fall across the empty side of our bed

As the moons turn time and tide towards us again

Waking here, you made it clear it still fills your head

With questions, suggestions, tensions, and dread

From the start your roving heart it bred for combat

Such a shame, who's to blame to feel embattled like that

But the weight of your gait was a risk worth the wait

I'm a show horse lunging for his morsel of bait

Oh baby we're hollow all the way through

I thought you followed - I thought you knew