Hollowing echos following in my mind wondering what
I may find, Or leave the wind far
behind, Remember you got a friend in the wind.
As I lay I try to shut my racing thoughts in
the echos of my mind thru out the day.
I try and look away but hard as it echos in
the hollows of my mind, Away I stay tucked in
believing in the cannon express, As I have
nowhere to hide but to stand on the side lines.
Copyright ©2007 Csper McCall