her life was more than fine
like a proud shooting star into the night
she crashed through the airwaves and ripped like a knife
it was a bad disease her searching was over all over
hold onto the light that guides you
hold onto the air that cools you
hold on hold on to me
her mind stayed fast through time
her family stood by trying hard not to cry
if patience emerged you kept strong through the night
she never fell to her knees
her searching was overover
2x
hold onto the light that guides you
hold onto the air that cools you
hold on hold onto me
and then my eyes streched out as i saw her slip away