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id the poet - running dry lyrics

[verse 1]
we’re haunted by our own ghosts
holding onto false hopes
we’ve already k!lled tomorrow
tying off our own ropes
we’re often biting down
chokin’ on exactly how
we’re supposed to overcome our doubts
we control the plan with our hands
as we watch it all play out
in the past we asked not and
watched the share crops get bought for low cost
lost hold and fought
the perils of being so free
trapped up in our own thoughts
so here we are again
stuck between a rock and distant star
wishing to be anywhere but where we are
the righteous path is sure too rough for your car
no driving p-ssed the past that plants all these old scars

[hook1]
hold on
to the fall, the failure, the error
through the loss, sadness and despair
’til it hurts so much ’til it’s crushed in your clutch
into dust
but you still never give it up

[verse 2]
we hold on to the days when our fortune was upon us
when tragedy sleeps and the smiles were abundant
when that, face in the mirror was young and full of something
when the lines on my face were only there when i grinned
hold on to the thought until the water boils hot
when the kettle whistle blows it gets lost in our tea cup
we all die alone but for now the crowd grows
louder and lounder until the moment explodes
every piece is a path, not always exposed
they try to pry it from your hands and replace it with gold
just so they can have something to hold
until their death
before we learned and eclipse is god’s silhouette
like a long shadow cast across my path i collapse
and long to laugh through my oxygen mask
a tear gas canister can’t work on the m-ss
we’re holding on to every moment etched into this gl-ss

[hook2]
hold on
to the energy
vivid imagery
of memories-breathe
let’s not forget to

hold on
to humility, smash vanity
if you’re feeling me hold up your tragedy
hold on
to the chance, to the pain
to the dancing in the rain
and the madman signing this refrain

hold on
to expression, of stress and confession
for a second all they need to hear is “yes” no question

[hook1]
hold on
to the fall, the failure, the error
through the loss, sadness and despair
’til it hurts so much ’til it’s crushed in your clutch
into dust
but you still never give it up

[verse 3]
i’m parched from the desert winds and clever wins
and through this weathered lens i watch the well run dry again
drip, drip tongue like a withered stem
with a blood red rose on the end
this culture of cults like vultures descend
taking my soul and the wind out of the fabric of my sails
and sold to the highest bid
i’ve died twice but continue to live
my heart sank to the deepest pit needing a prayer to uplift
a wing so i could fly before the comet hits
they got it much better than you
and them right there they’re much better than you
but see some got it way worse than you
at least i can tell about it, in a verse or two
you’re now tuned in to the fair and balanced news
this ain’t the truth just an open wound
to show you how the world works and moves
from the heart on its sleeves to the soul on its shoes
tell me what it’s worth, to you

- id the poet lyrics

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