Hold On - The Brevet

These thoughts come rushin' in

Through the holes I’ve left open

And my roots are dryin' out

Growin' weak from lettin' down

Hold on, on

Please hold on, on to me

This life, it wants to cut you down

Steal the things you can’t live without

And all this time we spent lookin' up

Unaware of all the things that might trip us up

Hold on

Please hold on to me

As I woke inside of this cave

Cold and dark, from mistakes I’ve made

I don’t recall how I got to this place

We never do, until it’s too late

Hold on…

Hold on…

After all is gone, no more holdin' on

Once the will is broken down

So water your roots, gain strength to put your boots back on

And climb that hill

Back on and climb that hill

Climb that hill…