old hollow soul

There’s a mile of cars on the freeway before me / and there’s tension collecting the toll / I can see lightning flash though the sky isn’t stormy / now a deep peace has taken a hold / and I’m leaving the old hollow soul / there’s a woman who waits with her bags on the corner / she’s been let out of hell on parole / well she tried to stay young but her folks didn’t warn her / in this world little girls grow so old / now she runs from the old hollow soul / looking in your eyes there’s a feeling / now sweet passion has taken control / when you reach out your hand there’s a healing inside / and I’m free from the old hollow soul / yes I’m free from the old hollow soul / there’s an eagle that flies over mountains of plastic / and its flight is a sight to behold / there’s a calm in its eye when the tides turning drastic / off its wings you can hear thunder roll / fly away from the old hollow soul / fly away from the old hollow soul.

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