The Hollow Tree

Meet me at the hollow tree We'll remember things as they used to be When our clothes and souls were wild and free In my song of life you would accompany me But there's no reflection Just a shadow of what had been And on closer inspection There's no trace of the seldom seen Meet me at the hollow tree The one they carved out in '33 When our futures were a mystery In my songs of life you would accompany me The foundation's unglued Information's misconstrued And all the things that we held true Are behind smoke and mirrors In this hollow tree A tiny voice inside me screams Nothing now is what it seems All our hopes and all our dreams They've been left hollow Now there's no reception Nothing comes in very clear And for our own protection There's no way out of here Out of the hollow tree