Hollow Halos

Move within light every morning to mourning and back to back.
Always back to back through lines of sight.
New solutions, always on the line in orderly fashion, but slacking off.
Always slacking off as we type.
It’s fortune from what we’re assigned.
Hollow halos.
You know I pray that you’ll never know that I’m weighted but not that strong.
I’m weighted but not that strong and I’ll never wait for too long.
Lost without our drive to tell the time,
Resolving our story and counting down,
Always smoking while we’re outside.
A five not too long after nine.
Hollow halos.
You know I struggle to let you know that I’m weighted but not that strong.
I’m weighted but not that strong and we’ll never wait for too long.
Problem after problem left to solve.
Pennies on the dollar which you hold.
Weighted but not that strong,
Forming single files crossing lines between the hands we fold.
Move within light every morning to mourning and back to back.
Always back to back through lines of sight.