The winds are cold I'm looking down
To the place that we called home
And I swear I can feel you now
Under my skin
And all that's left of the cataclysm
Is the feeling of your ghost
And in my mind I can see you now
And I'm holding on to what we know
I'm holding on
Lights fade remotionless
Floating endlessness
I'm holding on
I'm holding on
And all that's left of the cataclysm
Is the feeling of your ghost
And in my mind I can see you now
And I'm holding on to what we know
I'm holding on
Hold on I'm holding on
Lights fade remotionless
Floating endlessness
I'm holding on
I'm holding on
Lights fade remotionless
I'm holding on
Floating endlessness
I'm holding on
And all that's left of the cataclysm
Is the feeling of your ghost
And in my mind I can see you now
And I'm holding on to what we know
To what we know
