That yellow heart of yours
You know it all too well
That sinking sadness
That moving post coming back ?
It all ?
Thinking come?
See the hallway open?
Hoping your holding it again

This holding hell
This holding hell
This holding hell
You're giving me a rest
It’s holding me a way back home
It's holding me on my way back home
It's holding me back way back home
It’s holding me back to this place

You think of all these answers
They're not the ones you trust
Not one you can decide upon
Leaving you ?
Taking all your graves