One thing I hold in my hand
The other I feel slipping away
I try to grasp for both
But it seems beyond my reach
I take a deep breath and say
“Everything will be better in the morning”
But inevitably everything is the same in the morning
So I try
And I try
But life can be so strong
And the feeling can keep you holding on
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