Hang On
A brand new day kicks me awake
The longer I can fake
The less I have to take
They tell me life is mine-all-mine
To "make or break"
Or "raise the stakes"
And so on
Mirrors bring strangers to my home
Hang on - sing on
Sing it, sing it, sing, it's your song
Hang on - sing on
Sing it, sing it, sing, it's your
The lucky crash, but tall I stand
This mind's a wall to climb
With my bare hands
But as I reach the top
I break down
And I cry
And let go
Then I know
I've been misshaped
By these very dreams of escape
Hang on - sing on
Sing along, just sing, it's your song
I heard the story of a man
Who said that God lived inside you
His words are echoes from the past
But church repeats it's way too soon
Still, I'm not quite the prey
For sinful men in thrones
So where do all these voices come from?
Telling me on and on and on
And on and on to try and
Hang on
Hang on
Sing on
Sing it, sing it, sing, it's your song
Hang on, sing on
Sing along until it's your song
I heard the story of a man
Who said that God's alive inside you
So many echoes from the past
So many to repeat it's too soon
They tell us we're not ready yet
And bless us to obey
And bless us to forget
The morning news will feed us Mozart
And gunshots to dance to
The morning news will feed us Mozart
And gunshots to dance to
The morning news will feed us Mozart
And gunshots and say
"It's your song"
The longer I can fake
The less I have to take
They tell me life is mine-all-mine
To "make or break"
Or "raise the stakes"
And so on
Mirrors bring strangers to my home
Hang on - sing on
Sing it, sing it, sing, it's your song
Hang on - sing on
Sing it, sing it, sing, it's your
The lucky crash, but tall I stand
This mind's a wall to climb
With my bare hands
But as I reach the top
I break down
And I cry
And let go
Then I know
I've been misshaped
By these very dreams of escape
Hang on - sing on
Sing along, just sing, it's your song
I heard the story of a man
Who said that God lived inside you
His words are echoes from the past
But church repeats it's way too soon
Still, I'm not quite the prey
For sinful men in thrones
So where do all these voices come from?
Telling me on and on and on
And on and on to try and
Hang on
Hang on
Sing on
Sing it, sing it, sing, it's your song
Hang on, sing on
Sing along until it's your song
I heard the story of a man
Who said that God's alive inside you
So many echoes from the past
So many to repeat it's too soon
They tell us we're not ready yet
And bless us to obey
And bless us to forget
The morning news will feed us Mozart
And gunshots to dance to
The morning news will feed us Mozart
And gunshots to dance to
The morning news will feed us Mozart
And gunshots and say
"It's your song"
Credits
Writer(s): Nora Self
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