The patriots hang flags outside That’s how they do it nationwide But back home we don’t care so much I might be wrong but that’s how it looks We listen to the sounds, of our minds I feel as though I’m losing time With hands of glory pushing rhymes Never been so far before I drove for days and weeks and more Hard shoulder where the chaos lies An invitation to the darker side and I’m…
Holding on, I am holding on, I am holding on as my life it slips away
Spinning out my mind it twists More worries than I can seem to list I’ve served my purpose true and well But I haven’t yet got much to tell I listen to the panic in my nerves An agonising journey home With empty hands I stand alone Face my family, face my friends I’d better turn around and try again as I’m…
Holding on, I am holding on, I am holding on as my life it slips awayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
