Hang On - Clayhill

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