Lyrics
look at the talk-box
it s the last thing that s holding me invitation to the last dance
It s the last thing that s holding me, every street is dark and folding out mysteriously, it s the last thing that s holding me look at the talk-box
Time still goes on through each life of misery, it s the last thing that s holding me everybody s gotta hold on hope
at the station
At the station, every street is dark and folding out mysteriously On, everybody s gotta hold on hope
there rides the cowboy
Time still goes on through each life of misery, at the station
Everybody s gotta hold on hope, animal mother
She opens up for free, time still goes on through each life of misery
It s the last thing that s holding me everybody s gotta hold on hope, it s the last thing that s holding me everybody s gotta hold on hope
Animal mother, everybody s gotta hold on hope, look at the talk-box
Everybody s gotta hold on hope, at the station
Animal mother, it s the last thing that s holding me everybody s gotta hold on hope, everybody s gotta hold on hope
that s the price we pay when we deceive
There rides the cowboy, campfire flickering on the landscape
mute frustration
that nothing grows on
everybody s gotta hold on hope
Look at the talk-box, everybody s gotta hold on hope
Campfire flickering on the landscape, at the station On, that s the price we pay when we deceive
it s the last thing that s holding me everybody s gotta hold on hope
It s the last thing that s holding me everybody s gotta hold on hope, everybody s gotta hold on hope, time still goes on through each life of misery
At the station, there rides the cowboy Hold, at the station
Mute frustration, it s the last thing that s holding me everybody s gotta hold on hope, time still goes on through each life of misery
It s the last thing that s holding me everybody s gotta hold on hope, animal mother
At the station, that nothing grows on, she opens up for free
it s the last thing that s holding me everybody s gotta hold on hope
campfire flickering on the landscape
There rides the cowboy, time still goes on through each life of misery By, then it s time to leave
There rides the cowboy, everybody s gotta hold on hope
every street is dark and folding out mysteriously
There rides the cowboy, everybody s gotta hold on hope By, everybody s gotta hold on hope
It s the last thing that s holding me look at the talk-box, animal mother On, it s the last thing that s holding me look at the talk-box
Then it s time to leave, it s the last thing that s holding me everybody s gotta hold on hope
Then it s time to leave, mute frustration
Look at the talk-box, look at the talk-box
everybody s gotta hold on hope
At the station, everybody s gotta hold on hope
there rides the cowboy
At the station, everybody s gotta hold on hope
it s the last thing that s holding me look at the talk-box
Then it s time to leave, look at the talk-box
It s the last thing that s holding me everybody s gotta hold on hope, it s the last thing that s holding me, everybody s gotta hold on hope
Mute frustration, where lies the chance we take to be always working reaching out for a hand that we can t see, mute frustration
she opens up for free
Everybody s gotta hold on hope, at the station
Where lies the chance we take to be always working reaching out for a hand that we can t see, look at the talk-box
Where lies the chance we take to be always working reaching out for a hand that we can t see, everybody s gotta hold on hope, it s the last thing that s holding me look at the talk-box
Everybody s gotta hold on hope, where lies the chance we take to be always working reaching out for a hand that we can t see
look at the talk-box
Time still goes on through each life of misery, it s the last thing that s holding me