Just like clockworkit hits me every morning  I bow my face in disgrace  Covers up I try to reason with you  And I'm holdin on, yeah I'm holding on  Step by step I stumble through my emotions  Dead man walking - I can't hear you talking    'Cause I've been living on a soul vacation  Contemplating all this separation    Habits forming from an idle hand  And lines are drawn in the playground sand  Helping, healing - if I take the time  To seek you out and not ask why    'Cause I've been living on a soul vacation  Contemplating all this separation  Fraternizing with the loser's friend  They say it mon't matter in the end    I'm holding on