Music #7 of the Low CD Things We Lost In The Fire

Holding my head for the last of race
Pushing my body to get that embrace
It won't last -- hold on fast
It won't last -- hold on fast

Breathing in time, so hard to trace
Crushing your skull with my warming embrace
It won't last -- hold on fast
It won't last -- hold on fast

I fell down the stairs
I wished I were dead
You ran for the light
He handed me your head
It won't last --
It won't last -- hold on fast
It won't last -- hold on fast