Hollow Trees Songtext
von Kris Drever

There is a last time you′ll ever hurt
In the dark and silent days before they cover you in dirt
There is a last time we'll hold each other
And if I′m the first to go, I hope that you will take a lover

Some people build ships inside bottles
Or bury treasure and never mark the ground
Some days I doubt myself and I freeze
I only hear echoes or insults from the bees

Living like hollow trees
Hollow trees
Hollow trees
Hollow trees
Hollow trees
Hollow trees
Hollow trees
Hollow trees

There is a last time you'll have to choose
Whether to cause pain and win or to suck it up and lose


Some people follow the first sign of trouble
And never admit a mistake may have been made
Some folk get lost in their own reflections
They answer in echoes, they're the madness on the breeze

They′re living like hollow trees
Hollow trees
Hollow trees
Hollow trees
Hollow trees
Hollow trees
Hollow trees
Hollow trees
Hollow trees
Hollow trees
Hollow trees
Hollow trees
Hollow trees
Hollow trees
Hollow trees
Hollow trees
Hollow trees