What you gonna do with that hole?
When what you love is stolen and ripped away
from you, theres a hole there.
You got to fill all those empty hollow places.
You gotta fill em when they turn mean.
They turn mean and eat you alive.
“She’s a girl
Rising from a shell
Running to spring
It is her time it is her time
Watch her run with ribbons undone
She’s a rose in a lily’s cloak
She can hide her charms
It is her right there will be time
To chase the sun with ribbons undone…”