I heard that you were feeling down

Your tired eyes won’t lift from the ground
And all of your sorrow spoke without sound

All your thoughts conspire
To put your grief to end
But sometimes through the trials we must tread

Hold steady, friend
Time will rebuild you

So hold on
Hold on, old friend

You’re a mannequin, mute
Your hands, moving slow
But I’ve heard you speak
In thunderous tone
Your heart’s like a river
You’ll soon find your flow

All your bones conspire
To keep you at unrest
But sometimes through the fire we must tread

Hold steady, friend
Time will rebuild you

So hold on
Hold on, old friend