Hold On

Hold On

(Dennis Small / Christian Nóvé)

Maybe we can speak softly into the darkness
The words running away from the empty night
But all that blackness is only a cover
Hiding from us, what’s wrong and what’s all right

Everybody has their own answers to question
The truth is there, but it’s so hard to find
The man who has only one eye open
Is the king alone, in the land of the blind

Chorus:
HOLD ON - HOLD ON - to the time you have boughten
Losing a second, and you are forgotten