Hollow Generation

Lift up my head

And inside you'll see

Space upon space

For eternity

Bright silver moons

And shimmering stars

Glimmering and glistening

Out of the dark.

You ask me why

My brain looks this way

So empty and large

Like I've nothing to say

I reply short and simple

That we are all the same

For we are the hollow generation

And life is only a game.

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