Lyric

Evening leans on my shoulders

Like gold dust in the rain

I carry my small thunder

Through a thousand little strains

Some days the road is honey

Some days it hides a blade

I keep my steps in shadow

So the hard parts do not stay

If the sky turns heavy

I still hold my line

If your hands feel empty

I can lend you mine

We are made of tries

Of quiet, stubborn fire

Every scar a lantern

Every breath a wire

Hold the line, hold the line

We rise, we stay alive

Hold the line, hold the line

Salt to the ache inside

Even when the road shakes

Even when the glass breaks

Hold the line, hold the line

We rise, we stay alive

Your smile cuts the fog open

Like fruit in a darkened bowl

You talk in little miracles

And pull me back to whole

We laugh over the ruins

Then count the stars we keep

Love is not a pillow

It is a bridge we leap

If the billows gather

I will not drift away

If the room gets colder

I will bring the flame

We are not a rumor

We are built to remain

When the world gets hungry

We become the grain

Hold the line, hold the line

We rise, we stay alive

Hold the line, hold the line

Salt to the ache inside

Even when the road shakes

Even when the glass breaks

Hold the line, hold the line

We rise, we stay alive

On the workbench of the hours

We shape our daily stone

Some trade sweat for sunrise

Some carry weight alone

I have seen proud towers

Fold under their own pride

So I keep my hands humble

And my eyes wide

If the tide gets noisy

I will hear the core

If the crowd grows greedy

I will ask for more

More grace in the taking

More truth in the give

We do not just survive here

We choose how to live

Hold the line, hold the line

We rise, we stay alive

Hold the line, hold the line

Salt to the ache inside

Even when the road shakes

Even when the glass breaks

Hold the line, hold the line

We rise, we stay alive

Old voices in my bloodstream

Young sparks in my chest

Every age at the table

Trying to do its best

Some come with a warning

Some come with a song

I keep the open doorway

And I keep moving on

Mm, we rise

Mm, we mend

Mm, through the ash

We bend, we bend

Hold the line, hold the line

We rise, we stay alive

Hold the line, hold the line

Salt to the ache inside

Even when the road shakes

Even when the glass breaks

Hold the line, hold the line

We rise, we stay alive

Hold the line, hold the line

Love is how we survive

Hold the line, hold the line

Hands up, hearts aligned

Through the dark and the weight

We keep on choosing light

Hold the line, hold the line

We rise, we stay alive