Hold On
Hold On
Hey, will you remember me?
We've been good friends since about `73
You'll make it big, better than me
We read about you in books and magazines
Just one thing on which you must agree
Our generation has no concept of reality
At least not without drugs and TV screens
You, "The Beaver" and me
Look at the cloud, the trees
Reflecting the years when life was easy
Not a care to be seen
What does the future hold for me?
Take it as it is, take it as it comes
It's more than just surviving
Answers will be told
To the questions that we hold
No one said it's easy to believe
So hold on to your dreams
Hold on to your friends
They will be with you
When you reach your wits end
6/1/1983