Keep it together now,
as you wish as you know how.
It´ll all work out.
When nothing ever seems to be,
exactly what you need now,
hold fast now, to drench yourself and last.

All that you know,
is all that you´ve figured out.
But you´ll never land again
until you stop falling down.

Don´t let yourself wither now,
perpindicular to the ground.
It´ll all work out.
And don´t ever doubt the days.
As if they´re not apt to change now,
it´ll all come around.
So brace yourself and last.

All that you know,
is all that you´ve figured out.
But you´ll never land again
until you stop falling down.

So alive, even cut down to size.
We´re here to recognize our place in time.
The roll we play, the days we make,
and the ones made without us around.
We all must carry on,
when we can´t carry on with what we want now.

All that you know,
is all that you´ve figured out.
But you´ll never land again
until you stop falling down.