Don't linger here, thoughts are quick to spoil Don't cling to half meanings pulled wide into soft focus Stretched thin over the bulk of another wasted hour Today I didn't get any better, tomorrow my heart will falter And months could drop off unbound Of all the years hopes they've undone And still there will fall another open hour, distant but firm in it's instance When I raise my head the sky glows and the hue, particular Pulls forth a knowing I will try to move on, holding out, holding on