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*Dave's description*
"Just a song about hanging on by the tips of your fingers and hoping that you don't slip and fall."
"February Stars"
I'm hanging on here until I'm gone
I'm right where I belong just hanging on
Even though I watched you come and go
how was I to know you'd steal the show?

One day I'll have enough to gamble
I'll wait to hear your final call
and I'll bet it all

I'm hanging on here until I'm gone
I'm right where I belong
Just hanging on even though I pass this time alone
somewhere so alone, it heals the soul

You ask for walls, I'll build them higher
we'll lie in shadows of them all
I'd stand but they're much too tall and I'd fall

February stars floating in the dark
temporary scars, february stars