Way up In a second Way down And again back up Somehow It's a changeable, odd life Break down For a minute Stand up And sometimes back out Somehow It's a contradictory life Hold on till the floods of tears have dried Wait for a new turn of the tide Give up In dark hours Fall down While someone will rise Face out, Gain your power Hear out The disharmony of life Hold on... Hold on... Hold on... Hold on... Hold on till the floods of tears have dried Wait for a new turn of the tide Hold on till the floods of tears have dried Wait for a new turn of the tide Love and glee and hate and grief and war and peace and chaos, chaos Bombs and greed, proximity and contrary and chaos, chaos... Bright and clear, in times you'll see And bright and clear, in times you'll see And bright and clear, in times you'll see And bright and clear, in times you'll see and...
Way up In a second Way down And again back up Somehow It's a changeable, odd life Break down For a minute Stand up And sometimes back out Somehow It's a contradictory life Hold on till the floods of tears have dried Wait for a new turn of the tide Give up In dark hours Fall down While someone will rise Face out, Gain your power Hear out The disharmony of life Hold on... Hold on... Hold on... Hold on... Hold on till the floods of tears have dried Wait for a new turn of the tide Hold on till the floods of tears have dried Wait for a new turn of the tide Love and glee and hate and grief and war and peace and chaos, chaos Bombs and greed, proximity and contrary and chaos, chaos... Bright and clear, in times you'll see And bright and clear, in times you'll see And bright and clear, in times you'll see And bright and clear, in times you'll see and...
