Qubicity:
I'll be here, until the satellites fall out the sky
until the oceans all are gone and dry
until the sun has cooled into a stone
until we both find somewhere we call home
and i know that you have got to go but can't you stay a minute?
and i know that you have got this plan but can't you fit me in it?
i'm better off!...since i've got you trapped inside my head
your ever smiling face is always bye (by) but what you've said
has killed me, til i thought i too would never stand
but resurrection followed suit and wrenched me by the hand
so pull me close, i know it hurts, the wounds are fresh and wet
but trust me i've had scars and I know wounds just bleed to death
looking backwards tunnel ends just fade away and cease
but turn your head and see the one approaching bringing peace
so when i'm blind in my own cave, with only walls to grope
i'll remember still the strength you showed me called...

Hook (Anneka Allman & Qubicity):
Hold on, be strong
Hold on, it won't be long

Qil:
Is it holding on if I’m in the air swimming inside a life jacket
With yellow jackets attackin and stabbin with matches
What’s happenin, do I smell like I’m wrapped in plastic
Protecting all of my pollen from prying eyes and scrying hatchets
Made of iron, made of acid, made of ash-creating habits
Made of apprehensive pensives who think I’ll always be passive
I’m past it, like lactic, my birthright is passion
And I’m marking up my body with wrinkle lines and patches
There’s a cause, a rip in the fabric I’m hawkin
A dip in parabolic flights and plights I never knew that I was balkin
I was coughin, I was all out, I was Walden with false doubt
Devout to the things you answered for me every moment I called out
Now I’m turnin my back to you to move the way you called out
The you in you’s the youth in me and now it’s time we ball out
So fall in, we’ll crawl out and reach beyond what’s called now
And grip a cloud so lively you would think we had a fallout