Every street is dark and folding out mysteriously
Where lies the chance we take to be
Always working reaching out for a hand that we can't see

Everybody's gotta hold on hope
It's the last thing that's holding me

Invitation to the last dance, then it's time to leave
That's the price we pay when we deceive
One another, animal mother, she opens up for free

Everybody's gotta hold on hope
It's the last thing that's holding me

Look at the talk-box, mute frustration
At the station, there rides the cowboy

Look at the talk-box, mute frustration
At the station, there rides the cowboy
Campfire flickering on the landscape

That nothing grows on, time still goes on
Through each life of misery

Everybody's gotta hold on hope
It's the last thing that's holding me
Everybody's gotta hold on hope
It's the last thing that's holding me
Everybody's gotta hold on hope
It's the last thing that's holding me