Hollow from Counterpoint by Circuline

Verse 1:
A night of silence falling | The ashes settle down
Around the candles burning | And the wind sweeps the ground

Verse 2:
A time of loose reflection | Fear has gripped the town
All around the lips are moving | And the words have no sound

Bridge:
Is this a call to action? | Is this another play?
Is this a new distraction? | Is it too late to say?

Chorus:
Rest your head | No one said it would be
Easy to change the ways of the land
Casting your lines from sinking sand
I don’t want to follow you | I don’t want your hollow view

Verse 3:
A grand display of fortune | The looking glass is clean
All around the cameras focus | And they cut to the scene

Verse 4:
A sound bite then we’re rolling | The crowd response obscene
All around the hands are clapping | And they say what they mean

• Rock
• cinematic rock
• crossover prog
• progressive rock
• New York