theres a path through the field behind my old home the house may still stand i know that field is gone memorys a fire to burn the here and now a house we build tall just to see burnt down so im holding on to what i know is true im holding on to the truth in you im holding on to you out past the town where lamp light goes thin stars can shine where dark begins souls all tuned to burn within the night rolling past perfect while it lasts words rearrange what i dont want to change so im holding on to what i know is true im holding on to the truth in you im holding on to you