Hallow

To mar my own smile Is a facial incantation I'll perfect To make like a child Is a mental affirmation I'll project You hear me grinding my teeth The nightmare turbines spin me by surprise Can't awake from my dreams The looms inside my bedroom stitch my eyes Getting lost in my sheets Lately the light of day looking haunting to me Getting lost in the streets Maybe my right of way was the wrong day of week A long time wasted Until tomorrow I'll try To shape trees into hallow canoes 'Til my face turns as blue as my eyes A long time wasted (ooh, oh) 'Til tomorrow I'll try To shape trees into hallow canoes 'Til my face turns as dark as my eyes