Hanging Valleys First Light
Hold on now, for dear life
It's one hell of a ride
In a blink of your eyes
A heartbeat in time
Hold your breath, count to ten
Slow it down, my friend
A flood of oxygen
I need this no end
One hundred years pass in the night
When I lose myself in the skies
Feels like 8 degrees Fahrenheit
But I could stay here till first light
But I could stay out here all night
