Holding On, Holding Out - Audiotree Live Version
You were written as holograph in type in the setting of the sun
I heard it coming in the waning of the light, that my time was nearly come
So I and your mother, we set about to write in the language of our love
how you were born high above the tree line, beating heart was like a drum
Oh holding on and holding out for a muddy pool in the summer drought
Holding honor, hold your doubt, cuz I don't believe it's too late to save us now
So honey here's to holding out
Holding out for sunrise in the valley of my mind, darkening my eyes
I'm not creeping up on death, I'm transferring the light, transferring the life
Well I was building up a fortress to protect you all you life so that you would never want
But I can't build them like they used to, that I realized, that fear will come to haunt
Oh holding on and holding out for a muddy pool in the summer drought
Holding honor, hold your doubt, cuz I don't believe it's too late to save us now
So honey here's to holding out
The rains never came
Seems like we all got that same far-off, dusty stare
The rains never came
Ain't it funny just thinking that somewhere out there
it's probably pouring on somebody's teatime affair
I heard it coming in the waning of the light, that my time was nearly come
So I and your mother, we set about to write in the language of our love
how you were born high above the tree line, beating heart was like a drum
Oh holding on and holding out for a muddy pool in the summer drought
Holding honor, hold your doubt, cuz I don't believe it's too late to save us now
So honey here's to holding out
Holding out for sunrise in the valley of my mind, darkening my eyes
I'm not creeping up on death, I'm transferring the light, transferring the life
Well I was building up a fortress to protect you all you life so that you would never want
But I can't build them like they used to, that I realized, that fear will come to haunt
Oh holding on and holding out for a muddy pool in the summer drought
Holding honor, hold your doubt, cuz I don't believe it's too late to save us now
So honey here's to holding out
The rains never came
Seems like we all got that same far-off, dusty stare
The rains never came
Ain't it funny just thinking that somewhere out there
it's probably pouring on somebody's teatime affair
Credits
Writer(s): Paul Wright, Tim Harrington
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