This, The Midnight Fight

If skies were to fall, all were crashing down

I'd hold onto you

These thoughts can crush a man

Bringing in times when time stands still

To certain actions that push us back

We are so many

Persistence for the nothing

Changing before each season, for any reason

And our desire to fight for something that's fleeting

Can there be belief in a future even when it seems meaningless?

There is a chance tonight, with or without me

I want my voice to echo

I hope to have the kind of legacy that might outlast times of uncertainty

If skies were to fall, all were crashing down

I'd hold onto you

When my knees ache in my heartbreak

I'd hold onto you

When I lay my head down, down but not out

Who would know what might run through?

This, this is my midnight fight