Hold On

Ten years on a mission of mercy

To find the last of the lights that's left in me

Or a platelet left to bleed

Dried out on a parcel of pavement

Or in the junkyard with the vans that now lay dead

For better or worse my friends

Why did I trade the interstate that thunders in my throat

For impound lots like jaws that never close?

Grounded and in love, I sleep sounder than I deserve

But there's a splinter in my nerves that always aches

A smarter man might tell you the only honest thing you can do

Is to sleep off dreams before you fucking wake

But letting go is harder than it seems

And I never need sleep to fucking dream

Hold on, a part of me remembers when

All of my friends weren't so blase

Seems like yesterday

Hold on, I swore that I would never sweat

The stupid expectations that they set

Is it now or then that I was full of shit?