Song of the Bell - Lightning Bug

If I empty me of all my self, am I a vessel or a shell?

Mining for the substance in the dark and precious well

Pour out my convictions till I’m hollow as a bell

If I empty me of all my self, am I a vessel?

Or a shell…

If I cast a line into the sea, will I catch what may feed me?

How can I steer the stern to go straight towards a shore I can’t yet see?

I guess I’ll point my arrow straight towards the beauty I want to believe

If I empty me of all my self, will I feel hollow?

Will I feel free?

Will the truth echo through me?

Will I hear it?