HAVE/HOLD

Lyrics

We are the keys turning.
We are the torn asunder.
We are the terrifying noise that keeps you from your slumber.

We are the ants farming.
Our war is never over.
We are the battle criers singing so we live forever.

You are the fire breathers.
You are the silver spooners.
You’re harping on and on and on and on.

The world is ripe for us.
The world is ripe for us.
The world is ripe for us.
The world is ripe for us until we get lost in it.

You are the mouth open.
You are the pride of mothers.
You are the nervously anticipated honest moment.

You are the hearts beating.
You are The Screwtape Letters.
You’re harping on and on and on and on.

You are the sun setting
Over Horizon, Over
Night you are the end of the day.

The world is ripe for us.
The world is ripe for us.
The world is ripe for us.
The world is ripe for us until we get lost in it.
The world is ripe for us.
The world is ripe for us.
The world is ripe for us.
The world is ripe for us until we get lost in it.