Once upon a time
In a spinning wheel of rhyme
A dream was made and let astray
In the void of yesterday
Oh, how often times we yearn
For a life to soon return
Never focused on our treason
Of the ripe arriving season
Oh, joys too often hollow
Too far gone for one to follow
The purest form of sorrow
Is disdain for all tomorrow
Joys too often wrong
In the penning of this song
Old language laid for one to wait and wallow
In joys too often hollow
We only let our minds run free
In the dust of what they long to be
Naked stares of vital shame
For there never comes a day
The exaggerated truth
Of a former fixed in youth
With all dog days on the rise
In their helpless vacant eyes
Oh, joys too often hollow
Too far gone for one to follow
The purest form of sorrow
Is disdain for all tomorrow
Joys too often wrong
In the penning of this song
Old language laid for one to wait and wallow
In joys too often hollow
Daniel Romano - Joys Too Often Hollow Lyrics
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Once upon a time
In a spinning wheel of rhyme
A dream was made and let astray
In the void of yesterday
Oh, how often times we yearn
For a life to soon return
Never focused on our treason
Of the ripe arriving season
Oh, joys too often hollow
Too far gone for one to follow
The purest form of sorrow
Is disdain for all tomorrow
Joys too often wrong
In the penning of this song
Old language laid for one to wait and wallow
In joys too often hollow
We only let our minds run free
In the dust of what they long to be
Naked stares of vital shame
For there never comes a day
The exaggerated truth
Of a former fixed in youth
With all dog days on the rise
In their helpless vacant eyes
Oh, joys too often hollow
Too far gone for one to follow
The purest form of sorrow
Is disdain for all tomorrow
Joys too often wrong
In the penning of this song
Old language laid for one to wait and wallow
In joys too often hollow
In a spinning wheel of rhyme
A dream was made and let astray
In the void of yesterday
Oh, how often times we yearn
For a life to soon return
Never focused on our treason
Of the ripe arriving season
Oh, joys too often hollow
Too far gone for one to follow
The purest form of sorrow
Is disdain for all tomorrow
Joys too often wrong
In the penning of this song
Old language laid for one to wait and wallow
In joys too often hollow
We only let our minds run free
In the dust of what they long to be
Naked stares of vital shame
For there never comes a day
The exaggerated truth
Of a former fixed in youth
With all dog days on the rise
In their helpless vacant eyes
Oh, joys too often hollow
Too far gone for one to follow
The purest form of sorrow
Is disdain for all tomorrow
Joys too often wrong
In the penning of this song
Old language laid for one to wait and wallow
In joys too often hollow
Writer: Daniel Tavis Romano
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management