Hold the Line - Django Django

Lines run from me to you

A trick or a tie that we’re fastened to

Look at those lines, now starting to fray

Stitch them together so we don’t fall away

Over our heads and deep underground

We cut up our paths that we once laid down

When we were only a fleeting glance

Stopped at a cross and caught in a trance

Hold the line, hold the line, hold the line, hold the line

We are, we are, we are, we are falling fast

Hold the line, hold the line, hold the line, hold the line

We know, we know, we know that the tie’s not cast

Hold the line, hold the line, hold the line, hold the line

We are, we are, we are, we are falling fast

Hold the line, hold the line, hold the line, hold the line

We know, we know, we know that the tie’s not cast

When you drink your fill of wine

And lose your way and sense of time

If you don’t recognize any place

Hold on to the ropes and begin to retrace

Is there attachment to the walls of the places we know

And follow the meanings from long ago

It’s from your want to hold the doors

And I’m hoping its mine you’ll be standing before

Hold the line, hold the line, hold the line, hold the line

We are, we are, we are, we are falling fast

Hold the line, hold the line, hold the line, hold the line

We know, we know, we know that the tie’s not cast

Hold the line, hold the line, hold the line, hold the line

We are, we are, we are, we are falling fast

Hold the line, hold the line, hold the line, hold the line

We know, we know, we know that the tie’s not cast

Hold on to the line and begin to retrace every step, every step

I’ve lost my sense of place, need a second grace and these feelings,

I can’t erase

Hold on to the line and begin to recollect every stage, every stage

I’ve filled myself with wine, lost my sense of time and these feelings are

intertwined