From A Poisoned Well

I'm a ghostwriter for an ocean in a shell 
From the poison well 
In the corridor by a picture in a frame 
Of a man with no name 
Don't get back into a corner
Talking to yourself
Come on back to me, 
My bright tomorrow 
But if you feel hollow 
Well it's probably cause you are 
Well at least so far 
I think of you with hesitation
I think of you too hard
I'm a ghostwriter for an ocean in a shell 
From the poison well 
From the poison well