Hold On

Cold summer night

Sweet smell of wine

Watching you tiptoe through the flowers

And watching your drunk and withered power

Deep in your chest

Far past the test

Of the day the world turned to devour

In the heart of a people talk to power

Oh

Hold on to what you have

'Cause it may not last

Hold on to what you have

'Cause it might not last

Reach out through the glass

There's gift tying you to the past

Straighten your spine

Stand in the line

Don't you forget where you have come from

Don't you forget what you have not done

Words of the weary

Words of the fearing

Losing the game or always mending

So don't play a game that's never ending

Oh

Hold on to what you have

'Cause it may not last

Hold on to what you have

'Cause it might not last

Reach out through the glass

Theres gift tying you to the past

Hold on to what you have

'Cause it may not last