HOLLOW

HOLLOW

Hollow songs
The can’t touch the heart
Empty friends
That soon have to part
Stillborn beginnings
That never will start
Leave us to our
Soul’s sad demise

Preachers smile
And their sick hearts quickly utter sin
Teachers wiles
Ensnare their lives before they can begin
Fathers leave
For another woman and some gin
They leave us to our
Sad soul’s deep cries


God will save us
Holy and righteous
He who will always remain true
God will take us
And make us righteous
In spite of what we don’t want to do
Save us papa
From our sad soul’s demise

Words, music, video & audio recording 
© John Brusseau, 4/7/2024