Season of Hollow Soul

Keen to the shifting wind I bend to it blind To rid these kisses of sin That must stay behind Sour the fruit of neglect The core of my doubt Deprived are my veins you infect With or without Fate must have a reason Why else endure the season Of hollow soul The ground on which we leave on How strangely fuels the season Of hollow soul, hollow soul Seed of uprooted chance Are grains of goodbye Waving boughs so slowly dance And questioning why Fate must have a reason Why else endure the season Of hollow soul The ground on which we leave on How strangely fuels the season Of hollow soul La la la la, la la, la la la la, la la la Fate must have a reason Why else endure the season Of hollow soul, hollow soul Fate must have a reason Why else endure the season Of hollow soul The ground on which we leave on How strangely fuels the season Of hollow soul La la la la, la la, la la la la, la la la Of hollow soul Fate must have a reason Why else endure the season Of hollow soul La la la la, la la, la la la la, la la la (hollow soul) Fate must have a reason Why else endure the season Of hollow soul, hollow soul --- Season of Hollow Soul - k.d. lang