Story Behind The Song
I remember the rain-soaked streets of Detroit, the lonely desolation. The way to survive is by keeping your cool daddy-o.
Song Description
The bottom of the Blues. Beatnik poetry with a minimal musical setting.
| Song Length |
4:20 |
Genre |
Blues - General, Blues - Modern |
| Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Cool |
Subject |
Existence, Loneliness |
| Similar Artists |
Tom Waits, Iggy Pop |
Language |
English |
| Era |
1960 - 1969 |
| |
Lyrics
Only the Hollow Sound ©2003, m. drumm
Only the hollow sound of my footsteps
Only the hollow sound
Only the hollow sound of my footsteps
Only the hollow sound
Echoing
Echoing
Into the deep blue night
Only the empty sidewalks
Rained on by drunken tears
Only the empty sidewalks
Rained on by drunken tears
From the pavement
From the concrete
Reflections of neon light
Vacancy-vacancy-vacancy
Nuthin’ but a vacant space
Vacancy-vacancy-vacancy
Nuthin’ but a vacant space
Unoccupied
It’s nobody’s bed baby
Even loneliness is gone
Beyond indigo there’s a color
Called after-midnight blue
Beyond indigo there’s a color
Called after-midnight blue
A man walks
A man walks alone
Just another shadow in the night
Venus flytrap eyes captured my soul
Venus flytrap eyes
Venus flytrap eyes captured my soul
Venus flytrap eyes
Forever
Forever
Folded in her sweet embrace
Only the hollow sound of my footsteps
Only the hollow sound
Only the hollow sound of my footsteps
Only the hollow sound
Echoing
Echoing
Into the deep blue night