Go on take a moment
And collect your words
Don't think of the meaning
Just repeat, you heard
Hollow all along
A broken telephone
Seven breezes blowin
Across Maggie's farm
Learning all yer lessons
Singing all yer songs
Wrestling at parties
Sure don't take me long
Hollow all along
A broken telephone
Seven breezes blowin
Across Maggie's farm
Talk, Talk me to death
Just tell me there is some hope left