the heavy glare the moon gives off has me down on my knees
gets my chin up in the air and my eyes slightly gray with surprising ease
i am so tired but i can't give up yet, it doesn't let me give in just yet
as it whispers in my ear that holding on would be my greatest bet
keeping myself together in one piece is harder than it may seem
wanting to break into tiny little pieces but i have too much esteem
so i can tighten my grip on whatever i happen to get my hands on
then maybe i'll make it another day, maybe i'll make it another dawn
i can defeat the night, swallow my greatest fears and shut my eyes
and when i decide to open them, hopefully i'll be staring at spacious skies
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