Living  in  recession.

It  isolates  the  time  that＇s  past  by.

And  it  feels  so  long.

I  reach  for  that  line  I  can＇t  hold  on,

I  can＇t  hold  on...

I  can＇t  see  what  lies  beneath  the  words.

Where  have  I  been?

Where  have  I  been?

Between  what  rests  in  my  soul  and  what＇s  given.

It  will  never...

It  will  never  weigh  the  truth.

I  won＇t  give  up!

This  is  not  where  I  stop!

The  truth  it  lies  and  there  is  faith  behind  the  frames!

I  have  a  lot  riding  on  this.

And  I  can＇t  afford  to  give  up  now.

The  scene＇s  repeating.

I  have  a  lot  riding  on  this.

And  I  can＇t  afford  to  give  up  now.

The  scene＇s  repeating.

I  wont  give  up!

I＇ve  come  to  the  conclusion  that  there  is  no  escaping!

I  have  a  lot  riding  on  this.

And  I  can＇t  afford  to  give  up  now.

The  scene＇s  repeating.

I  wont  give  up!

I＇ve  come  to  the  conclusion  that  there  is  no  escaping!