Hold On - Antje Duvekot

When your heart is bent to weigh down a train

Hold on

When your soul is shipwrecked and you’re miles away

Hold on

When your fortress is an eggshell

Full of haunted cracks you cannot weld

There’s no mercy sleep under stolen sheets

In a stillborn dream when your tank is empty

When your path is dark and your compass gone

When your map is torn, torn

And all your life you never thought you’d end here

Hold on

And all the glass is in pieces and the maids are in tears

Hold on

Now you’re waiting for a rescue

But no snow white horse shows up for you

There’s no mercy sleep under stolen sheets

In a stillborn dream when your tank is empty

When your path is dark and your compass gone

When your map is torn, torn

Minefield crossroads, watch the time flow

Crossless martyrs, just gets harder

Voiceless whisper, tongue played twister

Mirror, mirror, wish you were here

There’s no mercy sleep under stolen sheets

In a stillborn dream when your tank is empty

When your path is dark, and your compass gone

When your map is torn, torn

There’s no mercy sleep under stolen sheets

In a stillborn dream when your tank is empty

When your path is dark, and your compass gone

When your map is torn, torn