In The Hollow - The Artificials, Garrison Lee

Awaken inside of me

A spirit that sets me free

Not tied to the things of this earth

But alive where life moves beyond me

I woke up from this coma

An american dream

To live with all the happiness of frivolous things

The fear has color carved a signature inside of me

Break away to a life of actual substance

The world is under my feet

I’m marching to the call of my father

We are not dead in our transgressions

But filled with the spirit, the only thing that really makes us alive

We wear different faces just to stay awake

Breathing bodies dead to the thought of escape

Falling victim to circumstance

I’m passing by like driftwood

Broken into pieces, I washed away

Finding the only truth was a river that flowed to you

We are not lost

There is a way

It has been paved by an unrelenting love

For I know the one who breathes into my lungs

I now know the one that speaks my soul to life