It's the sound of you holding on, it's the scream for another shot

This isn't the way I thought it would end up
Counting up the 'could have beens'
Holding out for not enough,
trading in days for coming undone

...

What happened to all the energy?
What happened to our honesty?
What happens then when we can't go on?
What happens now if nothing happens at all?

...

All the tears and the sweat and the hope
that you had in your hands and your heart
when you first started out

It's not in vain
It's always been here.


- words by Smith