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Hold On -Dillan WItherow
A sweet melody
Is softly rising
From the coast,
Faint and ethereal like a ghost
It calls to me,
it calls to me
And says:
Hold on, Hold on
At the end of the race
Will you say well done you good and faithful?
Because I’m lost and fearful
Of failing you another time
But you call to me
And say:
Hold on, Hold on
A sweet melody
Is softly rising
From the coast,
Faint and ethereal like a ghost
It calls to me,
it calls to me
And says:
Hold on, Hold on
At the end of the race
Will you say well done you good and faithful?
Because I’m lost and fearful
Of failing you another time
But you call to me
And say:
Hold on, Hold on