Brooke Miller Hold On To It Lyrics

Hold On To It Lyrics

Yesterday the circus left town in a suitcase

Rimmed with little key chain hearts

And they tore those giant tents down



Lions in the pouring rain

And the birds in the pouring rain

Ohm but my heart belongs to the bearded woman

Who had a glory bound lonely gaze



She used to fit her head

Inside an elephant's mouth

With some kind of solitude grace



When you find it, oh you better use it up

You better hold on to it

Like it's an answer to your prayers



Spring is coming early this year, you can tell

'Cause everybody's got their old jobs back

No one stays too long around here

They left circles in the wide back fields



And the farmers tried to cover up the scars

You can still run your hands over soft black earth

And wonder where they are

Oh but my son left for the fields today



He's a fourth generation

Works good with his hands

Got his mother's cheeks and a big brass heart

And boy he loves to work that land



Out on the streets in my new city

You can see where shadows

Make prints on the pavement

They know when the Salvation Army truck

Comes around



Lions in the pouring rain

And they're birds in the pouring rain

They hold their cups

Out by the side of the circus tent doors



Between the bank and the HMV

But you never hear

The rattle on a rich man's coat

Who's got it locked up with a key