Hold On
As I stepped to the edgeBeyond the shadow of a doubtWith my conscience beatingLike the pulse of a drumThat hammers on and onUntil I reach the break of dayAs the sun beats downOn the halfway houseHas my conscience beatingThe sound in my earThe will to persevereAs I reach the break of day
When you lost all hope and excusesAnd the cheapstakes & losersNothing's left to cling ontoYou got to hold onHold on to yourself
A cry of hopeA plea for peaceAnd my conscience beatingIt's not what I want forIt's all that I needTo reach the break of daySo I run to the edgeBeyond the shadow of a doubtWith my conscience bleedingHere lies the truthThe lost treasures of my youthAs I hold on to the break of day
When you lost all hope and excusesAnd the cheapstakes & losersNothing's left to cling ontoYou got to hold onHold on to yourself
When you lost all hope and excusesAnd the cheapstakes & losersNothing's left to cling ontoYou got to hold onYou got to hold onHold on to yourself