Holding On Lyrics

Gary Brooker Holding On

(Brooker / Reid)

Zika nor nama ... hesah!

Through this hourglass 
Sands are running fast
In deserted plains 
Kingdoms write their names 
On these burning sands 
Kingdoms show their hands 
In these killing fields 
Soldiers show their steel 
The men who play the gods of war 
They stay behind the guarded door 
And hostages who seek release 
They're crying out to keep the peace 

Holding on... Holding on 
One day we will be free, one day if we're strong 
Holding on... Holding on 
Through the shadows cast to a brighter day 

In these fields of stone 
Far away from home 
In this vale of tears 
The men who play the gods of war 
They stay behind the guarded door 
Religious leaders teachin' hate 
Praise the war and call it fate