"PS-400 British Writers- Hollow Men" by Numi Who

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song to a portion of 'The Hollow Men' by T.S. Eliot; hollow_men_5_track

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Numi Who

I now create music so people can spend time with better company.

Cover Songs on Soundclick: https://www.soundclick.com/numiwhocreativecovers Writing: https://allpoetry.com/Mr._Numi_Who- Books: Numi Who? on Amazon (books) Art: http://wbiro.deviantart.com Early Art: http://www.flickr.com/photos/38154648@N00 Music Videos: http://www.youtube.com/user/wbiro Self-made Music Catalog (to 2016): http://numi-imagination-creations.me/01-art-catalog/wbiro_artistic_catalog_1967-2016_update_34.html Original Music on Soundcloud (more complete list there): https://soundcloud.com/wbiro Cover Songs on Soundcloud (more complete list there): https://soundcloud.com/user-288568536

Song Info

Genre

Podcasts • Poetry

Charts

Peak #40

Peak in subgenre #16

Author

words: T.S. Eliot; music: wbiro

Rights

wbiro

Uploaded

November 09, 2014

Track Files

MP3

MP3 4.2 MB • 192 kbps • 3:02

Story behind the song

a poetry book adlib

Lyrics

We are the hollow men,
we are the stuffed men;
leaning together.
We are quiet and meaningless;
run in the dry grass,
the rat's feet over broken glass,
in the dry cellar.

Remember us,
if at all not is lost
by the soul;
but only as the hollow men,
the stuffed men.

This is the dead land,
this is the cactus land.
Where stone images are raised,
they receive the supplication
of the dead man's hand.

The twinkle of a fading star,
it is;
it is like this
in death's other kingdom.

We grope together,
after the hope
only of empty men,
between the idea.
Follow the shadows.

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