I am the captain and it feels absurd.
How I let my life crash down by your every word.
And I know you feel the weight it puts on you.
But I can't stop thinking we can make it through

Can we keep it hanging from the tower?

Can you believe in what you could once feel?
Not turning back but going up the hill.
I'm sure there's a view from the very top.
And then it's all downhill and never stop.

Can we keep it hanging from the tower?
Will we keep it hanging from the tower?

Today I said out loud a little prayer.
And I don't believe it died out in the air.
It maybe seems impossible today...
But I will keep believing anyway, everyday, all the way.

Can we keep it hanging from the tower?