Ray LaMontagne - Empty
Well I looked my demons in the eyes, laid bare my chest said "do your best, destroy me"
Well I've been to hell and back so many times I must admit you kinda bore me.
Will I always feel this way
So empty
So estranged
Parallel
When I look at the sky your flesh wraps the sun,
In the glowing shine of its centre your eye is set,
The curve of your lips bathes the ground in rose tinted light,
When my soul awakens to your touch.