Go On

A song about the most deperate of times and the dark places we spend them.

She said, My arms are tired,

And I can’t get any higher.

I can’t climb any faster

And I’m dead inside.

 

I’m stuck between two tigers

Holding on the highline.

I reach for a strawberry beside

And I’m gone and on my way.

 

Chorus

But she said, “I’ll go on,

I can fight a little bit harder,

I can last a little bit longer

And love a little bit wiser.

 

I will not succumb,

And I won’t be defeated.

I have not come this far

To lose it all here.

 

She packed her heart away,

And prayed while it turned to stone.

Watched a gray sky fade to black

Before her eyes she thought she’d known

 

Too well that dark place inside,

Birds come to cry,

Where the soul goes to die,