Holding - Sive

Let me fall apart

Why not just melt down to pieces?

Wouldn’t it be easier?

Maybe I’d see what I’m made of

What I’m holding, holding on, on to

What I’m holding, holding on to

Ah, ah

I can’t see, I can’t feel

I can’t touch one thing that sticks me together

Me, what is me?

Break it down please

Is it the air?

Is it the trees?

Is it everything I breathe?

It’s all these things

You tell me this, but let’s be honest

It doesn’t help, it doesn’t help

It never helps

I’m still holding, holding on

On, on

I’m still holding, holding on

On, on

The more I try to hold on

The more, the more it disappears

But I’m still holding on

The more that I can let go

The more, the more it sinks the fear

But I’m still holding, holding on

Oh, on, oh, on

Oh, oh