Hold on to the Night
Fury and demons
They nest in your brain
They eat all your thoughts
And just leave the pain
Hold on to that old shoulder
A smile, the smoke and a song
The end is a dream you're not yet on
Landscapes are fading
The harp's blaring mute
Signs lose their meaning
Once the black tree takes root
Hold on to that old shoulder
A smile, the smoke and a song
The end is a dream you're not yet on
Hold on to the night
The smoke and a song
That nest in your brain
Won't linger too long
Autor(es): PAUL EISENACH, PEPE BELMONTE, XAVER BOEHM