Holding On

There's a fray in the thread There's the gray on your head There's the noise that never ends There's the lie you buried Under the lemon tree There's the turn of the earth There's the blood on your shirt There's the break, and there's the bend There's the light in the hallway The turn of the lock and key Just hold on, I know you're tired And you doubt that you're quite sane You've been longing for a moment Just to breathe without the pain Keep holding on Keep holding on There's an eye in the storm There's a place where it's warm There's a picture in a frame There's the dream that you've carried Covered in fingerprints There's the crack in the urn There's the blister and burn There's a plaque that sings your praise There's the pillar of salt And the pills that you've swallowed since Just hold on, I know you're tired And you doubt that you're quite sane You've been longing for a moment Just to breathe without the pain Keep holding on Keep holding on Keep holding on Keep holding on Just hold on, I know you're tired And you doubt that you're quite sane You've been longing for a moment Just to breathe without the pain Keep holding on