He is numb Spends the days in his head Away from the rest of the world Free live the things he believes and holds true like a church He knows how to waste The time that he thinks he got in a safe Call him by his name See his mind, his mind be running But he don't care to sort it out Ooh he's hollow Ooh he's (hollow) Too busy on the timeline Too busy with the white noise Yeah yeah Earth to me, earth to man Nobody's home, nobody's answering I am him, I am a hollow man Hollow stepping in my Salomons My mind, my mind be running But I don't care to sort it out Ooh I'm hollow Ooh I'm hollow Too busy on the timeline Too busy with the white noise Yeah yeah