Apparently not having much time for blogging doesn’t include not making time to listen to music and letting the words flow. Johnny Ojanpera’s wonderful tunes have been played on repeat for the last few weeks while I’ve whittled away at school work and let the muse take over to say/sing whatever she wants. I hope you enjoy this collaboration across the miles. It sure beats just doing the school stuff on its own. 🙂 Now back to that forward planning. 
Take me out of the hollow,
Raise me up from the well,
One hand to push on the lever,
Pull me from the tunnel bound for hell,
Sink-hole so deep I am drowning,
Feet in molasses, I am stuck,
Drop me a dime if you’re willing,
Up to my neck in bad luck.
Hollow has the test of me,
You could save the best of me,
Save me from the tunnel bound for hell.
Help me out of the hollow,
Dog days are burning me up,
Feet dried in concrete, I’m shoehorned,
Wedged in, grooved to my rut,
Find me down in the hollow,
Birth me new from the womb,
Save me from sinking in sorrow,
Get me out of this tomb.
Hollow has the test of me,
You could save the best of me,
Save me from the tunnel bound for hell.
Light seen above me, one candle,
Shadowed the face, but I can tell
Who turns the screw, who the handle,
Who sets me free from myself,
Found me and filled me, I was begging,
Hollow had had the test of me,
One hand was all that I needed,
Was empty, you filled, you set me free,
Took me out of the hollow,
Raised me up from that well,
One hand to push on the lever,
You pulled me from the road paved to hell.
Hollow had the test of me,
You saved the best of me,
Saved me from the tunnel bound for hell.
scottishmomus 