Versuri 08. Hold On

As I stepped to the edge 
Of the shadow of a doubt 
With my conscience beating 
Like the pulse of the drum 
That hammers on and on 
'Til I reach the break of the day 
 
When the sun beats down 
On the Rafway house 
Has my conscience beatin' 
The sound in my ear 
The will to persevere 
As I reach the break of the day 
 
When you lost all hope an' excuses 
An' the cheap skates an' the losers 
Nothing's left to cling on to 
Gotta hold on 
Hold on to yourself 
 
A cry of hope 
A plea for peace 
An' my conscience beatin' 
It's not what I want for 
It's all that I need 
To reach the break of day 
 
So I run to the edge 
Of the shadow of a doubt 
With my conscience bleeding 
Here lies the truth 
The lost treasures of my youth 
As I hold to the break of day 
 
When you lost all hope an' excuses 
An' the cheap skates an' the losers 
Nothing's left to cling on to 
Gotta hold on 
Hold on to yourself 
 
When you lost all hope an' excuses 
An' the cheap skates an' the losers 
Nothing's left to cling on to 
Gotta hold on 
Gotta hold on 
Hold on 
Hold on to yourself