Clayhill Hang On
There's never enough
It's just too far away
Love on a rough
Break in the waves
There's never the drive
You're just pulled closer in
Too good to thrive
Too slow to slay
Lay your fury down
It's an old, old need
Open up you're wounds
And bleed
Hang on
Hang on till the last eclipse
Hang on through the wine and the pain
Hang on till you lose you're grip
Hang on
Hang on till the morning breaks
Hang on through the cold of the night
Hang on till you lose you're grade
You are gonna hear them say
You lived through the darker days
You lived through the swell
Last seen alive and well.
