Days pass
Into nights
The wheel it turns... on
Memories fade
Into twinkling lights
Stars burnout and are gone
Hold on
Hold on tight
Hold on for the Dawn
Tides ebb
Leaves fall
The ice slowly starts to melt
Forests burn
We all will burn
In a room we built in hell
Hold on
Hold on tight
Hold on for the Dawn
I'm not living
I'm slowly dying
I wonder what's the point of carrying on
All I'm given
A moon that's lying
Leaves me down here holding for the Dawn
And the moon has many faces
Some are just a mask
Some are just for show
Summer just for me
I'm not living
I'm slowly dying
I wonder what's the point of carrying on
All I'm given
A moon that's lying
Leaves me down here holding for the Dawn
Days pass
Into nights
and I'm still holding for the dawn.
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