Spinning webs through hazel eyes
Grasping for the static surprise
Crystal coins rain on our heads
Tidal waves carry off our beds
But we can't bare to follow
Even as we lose our hollow
Peering through the electric veil
Scattered whispers unravel the tale
Violent child on a moonlit stroll
Cocks his gun for the life they stole
His pride is hard to swallow
His bride is cold and hollow
Tonight, the waters are shallow
These tides are warm and hollow