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I’ve been holding on too tight to let you go

Now I’m sinking in the mire

Wish we could go back to how it was

But we’re too close to the wire

Cross the line on my horizon

Sapiens pervade like a virus

Finding solace in isolation

If the wolf cries «boy»

Keep calm, carry on

Dead among the living

Nothing to believe in

Making sinners of saints

All the fears unfaced

Swarming all around me like ants

As the flame is prised away from the moth

Stronger in their numbers

Turning on each other

Is this out of our hands?

Holding on too tight to let you go

I’m sinking in the mire

Wish we could go back to how it was

But we’re too close to the wire

If I give them an inch, they take a mile

Does love have to be tough?

Cruel to be kind

Think of all the people you have turned your back on

Do you mourn the lost souls from your pale high horse?

I’ve been holding on too tight to let you go

I’m sinking in the mire

Wish we could go back to how it was

But we’re too close to the wire

Fly without fear of landing

Welcome into the fold

Not all who wander shall be lost

Surrounded yet somewhat lonely

The carousel claims its toll

Paying a price, not counting costs

What if the weight is lifted

When we are all renewed?

When will the penny ever drop?

Who will our burdens carry?

Who will not shed a tear

If our pulse should ever stop?

Hold on tight and never let me go

Take me back to how it was before

Hell knows I was holier than thou

But heavy is the head that wears the crown