Holding Pattern - The Connells

Once in a while I can see through

What is real and what is show

Saving my colds for your purest thoughts

It may come and it may go

In a holding pattern, standing still as statues in a row

It’s so hard to change the pose

And if movement mattered, I can still be moved, so ask again

«Will they line us up in a row?»

Give me a glimpse of some distant time.

(?)

Let me know what’s in store

Keep me in mind when you cross yourself

I couldn’t ask for anymore

In a holding pattern, standing still as statues in a row

It’s so hard to change the pose

And if movement mattered, I can still be moved, so ask again

«Will they line us up in a row?»

In a holding pattern, standing still as statues in a row

It’s so hard to change the pose

And if movement mattered, I can still be moved, so ask again

«Will they line us up in a row?»