Holding

Verse 1

I held the night in my hands, lovers fallen in the Promised Land,

Prince of paupers better beware — the sword of fate is never fair.

Gates sealed shut, locked cold and quiet,

While the pit stays pure, free and wild.

Verse 2

We were chased by shadows we wouldn’t outrun,

Under cloudless skies and a witherin’ sun.

Lost our way into the light, like every story was second sight,

Stars fall hard for her every tear,

Heraldin’ a mistress whose love stays sincere.

Chorus

Hold on, holdin’ tight to the dark that won’t fight,

Little kings and harlot queens dancin’ on heaven’s mistake.

Just leave me holdin’ and holdin’ tight,

To the night that don’t lie but sure don’t save.

Bridge

She kissed the devil’s ring for me, traded halos for eternity,

Now the wild pit calls our names, while them pearly gates forget we came.

Final Chorus (fading, raw)

Hold on, holdin’ tight through the fire and the rain,

Stars still fallin’ for her pain…

A mistress of love, sincere as the grave.