John Lyle

HOLD ON AS SHE GOES

Outside The Golden Lantern hoboes wear no clothes
They set a certain standard I’m gonna go below
Look at the faceless wonder blowing through the rye
Tripping ‘cross the tundra, thrilling to the sky

The pouring rain keeps saying hold on as she goes
There’s no time to waste in this Holy place
Hold on as she goes

The milk of human kindness warming in the sun
How better to remind us, nothing will be done

The pouring rain keeps saying hold on as she goes
There’s no time to waste in this Holy place
Hold on as she goes

Outside The Golden Lantern the fires have gone cold
The homeless search the ashes for the things they’ve been told

The pouring rain keeps saying hold on as she goes
There’s no time to waste in this Holy place
Hold on as she goes