Hollow High (Dallman Christopher)

I remember when this thing Was so fresh and new I remember when this wasn’t just Something to do to get through Something just to get through I was fifteen, I think In the woods a few trees deep Back behind my parent’s house While they were fast asleep, I took the leap And the slope of the day seemed less steep This sweet smoke it pulls me gently Like a sunlit lullaby Floats me soundless through this city I’m a moonless midnight sky But every night there’s one breath Where I see it’s a hollow high A hollow high A hollow high And now here we are And this dark, gilded ride Has left me on this sofa So blank and nullified And emptier, emptier on the inside I’m a quarter way through I’m not old but older And my stroked of blue Paint on longer and bolder As time rushes on I keep writing the same song This sweet smoke it pulls me gently Like a sunlit lullaby Floats me soundless through this city I’m a moonless midnight sky But every night there’s one breath Where I see it’s a hollow high A hollow high A hollow high And it’s so much sadder than it seems I sleep at night but have no dreams I sleep at night but it’s no break Aint so different than when I’m awake