pop tart

what's our mission?

do we know

but never listen

for too long

they held me under

but I hear

it's almost over

in Detroit

on a Memphis train

like you said

it's down in the heat

and the summer rain

of the automatic gauze

of your memories

down in the sleep

at the airplane races

try to hold on

for this heart

a little bit longer

try to hold on

try, for this love aloud

try to hold on

hold on, to this heart's

a little bit colder

try to hold on

try, to this love

paperback scrawl your hidden poem

written around the dried out flowers

here we are still trading places

to try to hold on

pop tart

can you envision

a free world

of clear division

for too long

they held us under

but I know

we're getting over

in Detroit

with the Nashville tears

like you said

it's down in the heat

with the broken numbers

down in the gaze of solemnity

down in the way you've held together

to try to hold on

to this heart

a little be closer

try to hold on

try, for this love aloud

try to hold on

hold on, for this heart's

a little bit older

try to hold on

try, for this love alone

and we are still alive

try to hold on

and we have survived

try to hold on

and noone should deny

we tried to hold on

to the pulse of the feedback current

into the flow of the encrypted movement

slapback kills the ancient remnants

that try to hold on

try to hold on

try, to this heart

try, alive

try, try to hold on

try, to this love aloud

try, try to hold on

try, and we are still alive

try, try to hold on

try, and we have survived

try to hold on

pop tart

you never listen

skinned knees

try to hold on

stop start

what's our mission?

skinned knees

try to hold on

try