David O’Dowda
Holding Us Up
We paint the streets like we’ve painted the walls
I love the sound of retreat
We chase the hearts that became like a [?]
Our greatest silence is [?]

And it’s never gonna feel like home again
Feels like I’m home [?]
This is holding us up
Again and again

How can I wait as we whisper our orders
Awkwardly silent but sweet
Into the hearts of the ones that adore us
Secretly finding our feet

And it’s never gonna feel like home again
Feels like I’m home [?]
This is holding us up
Again and again