idols…like bibles…are sacred to those who believe
we get to choose who to be
the power of hours of miming the movements they make
light the paths we take
 

well my eyes keep cryin and my heroes keep dyin
with only a few left to lose
It’s hard to keep your chin up when there’s no one left to look up to
funny how a stranger can seem
like a friend lookin out for your dreams
I’m holdin' on to hoping that I still might meet them one day
 

there’s people I’m missin
I tried hard to save them
but I
I’m no saver of souls
maybe they never were meant to be long for this world
It’s their secret to hold
 

still my heart keeps achin’ for my friends that were taken
with too many years left to lose
it’s hard to keep beatin when your broken and you’re bleedin out
playin memories to keep them alive
like spinnin your old 45’s
I’m holdin' onto hoping that I still might see them one day
 

bridges left burnin and chances you never would take
just watch them slippin away
echoes of voices of choices you chose not to make
will choose to keep you awake
 

and my head keeps hurtin from pullin back the curtain
sheddin light upon a list of regrets
it’s hard to keep walkin when your feet keep draggin behind
hangin on to all of your sins
and all of your what could have beens
I’m holdin' on to hoping that I still might leave them one day
 

but I’m taking in the rest of the ride
feelin thankful just for being alive
and I’m holdin' onto hoping that tomorrow I’m still feelin today