Felt the moon on my shoulders

passing waves through the night

held a notion of home

but I can't feel it now

Saw your face moving clearer

you could pierce and erase every sound

I made out just enough

but I can't hear you now

Set the stage

the roaring crowds

in headlines of late

Stake your claim

I'm holding on

Can you explain?

Why am I not facing the grass?

Why am I not facing the grass?

Saw your face in the mirror

holding still in the light

that's the sight I'm waiting for

I'll look out for you dear

but I can't see you now

Set the stage

the roaring crowds

in headlines of late

Stake your claim

I'm holding on

holding on

holding on

can you explain?

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