Holding Out; Holding On

Don't linger here, thoughts are quick to spoil
Don't cling to half meanings pulled wide into soft focus
Stretched thin over the bulk of another wasted hour

Today I didn't get any better
Tomorrow my heart will falter
And months could drop off unbound
Of all the years hopes they've undone

And still there will fall another open hour
Distant but firm in its instance
And still there will fall another open hour
Distant but firm in its instance

When I raise my head, the sky glows
And the hue, particular, pulls forth a knowing
I will try to move on
Holding out, holding on
I will try to move on
Holding out, holding on