Analysis of Hollow man

There's a man down the hollows
Where there's no shed of light,
So that darkness can roam naked
And shadows can't pry.

Don't bother with hope;
You'll find him at the bottom of the sea
 laying his bed
With the last round of bubbles.

Don't bother with love;
Unless you count the dreams
And his Beautiful mind,
Until void gains more space.

Now why bother with faith,
When there's no sun to prove -
Only to live a while
And to die for longer.

And I know you'd ask for patience
Like any human can afford!
But of course he'd wait
I mean, where can a dead man possibly go!