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Hold On Hope - Guided By Voices
Every street is dark
And folding out mysteriously
Where lies the chance we take
To be always working
Reaching out for a hand that we
Can't see
Everybody's got a hold on hope
It's the last thing that's holding me
Invitation to the last dance
That it's time to leave
That's the price we pay
When we deceive
One another animal mother
She opens up for free
Everybody's got a hold on hope
It's the last thing that's
Holding me
Look at the talkbox in mute frustration
At the station
There hides the cowboy
Look at the talkbox in mute frustration
At the station
There hides the cowboy
His campfire flickering
On the landscape
That nothing grows on
But time still goes on
Through each life of misery
Everybody's got a hold on hope
It's the last thing that's holding me
Everybody's got a hold on hope
It's the last thing that's holding me
Everybody's got a hold on hope
It's the last thing that's holding me
