Try, Try, Try

Pop tart, what's our mission? Do we know, but never listen For too long, they held me under But I hear, it's almost over In Detroit, on a Memphis train Like you said it's Down in the heat and the summer rain of The automatic gauze of your memories Down in the sleep at the airplane races Try to hold on To this heart A little bit longer Try to hold on To this love aloud Try to hold on For this heart's A little bit colder Try to hold on To this love Paperback scrawl your hidden poems Written around the dried out flowers Here we are still trading places To try to hold on Pop tart, can you envision A free world of clear division? For too long they held us under But I know we're getting over In Detroit with the Nashville tears Like you said it's Down in the heat with the broken numbers Down in the gaze of solemnity Down in the way you've held together To try to hold on To this heart A little bit closer Try to hold on To this love aloud Try to hold on For this heart's A little bit older Try to hold on To this love aloud And we are still alive Try to hold on And we have survived Try to hold on And no one should deny We tried to hold onto the pulse of the feedback current Into the flow of encrypted movement Slapback kills the ancient remnants That try to hold on Try to hold on To this heart alive Try to hold on To this love aloud Try to hold on And we are still alive Try to hold on And we have survived Try to hold on Pop tart You never listen Skinned knees Try to hold on Stop start What's our mission Skinned knees Try to hold on