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For my Mum.
(86 and can still kick my bum)
I know it was hard to explain
Why all that goes up has to come back down again.
And the promises that better days make
Are just as easy to break
At the first sign of rain.
And I saw the look in your eyes
When overwhelming odds bled your fantasies dry
I could hear the walls come tumbling down
That familiar sound
Of an unwelcome surprise.
And when my heart broke
When misfortune played the joker
And the game's mystic flames could not breathe.
When my preposterous plans turned to dust in my hands
You were right behind me.
And you said; Hold on tight
You've got to hold on tight
Hold on tight
Hold on tight.
And I know we will not be the first
To square the circle as our roles are reversed
As the springs run down it's hard to define
Why this vandalised time
Is for better or for worse.
And God knows this world it cannot end.
Nor cease revolving with the loss of a friend
As the light shines from a flickering fire
As the daylight expires
Continues on until the end.
And when I survive what will one day deprive me
Of the light that gave sight in the dark.
Then your fading star will be brighter by far
In this unexpired heart.
And I'll just hold on tight
I will hold on tight
Hold on tight
Hold on tight.
And when the day comes when I run out of reasons
To remember that mender of smiles
Then I will not learn when my fingers get burned
Though one way might be to hold on tightly.
You gotta hold on tight
Hold on tight
Hold on tight
Hold on tight.
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