Holy mother, father was it all a dream?
I remember my old doorbell but the door is lost and gone
Tell me what use is the mem'ry if there ain't nobody home
It rings on & on & on & on and on
Lately hours ain't the minutes they once were
And my clock was never accurate but we used to pretend
Now it's calling a vendetta over all the time we've killed
It ticks on & on & on & on again
I've been holding on to yesterday
I've been keeping all that's real in the rear view
Ain't these tires just a picture book of sorts
Bringing stories from the mountain rocks to sand dunes on the shore
The pages in my car are full, but I've got miles to go
It rolls on & on & on & on once more
I've been holding on to yesterday
I've been keeping all that's real in the rear view
I've been sleeping in a bed that don't want me
I've been holding on with hands I don't use
Ah my doorbell's growing rusty from the rain
The screws don't care to hold it and it's cracking at the ends
I know time ain't kind to engines, but that button never failed
I'd give anything to hear that sound again
I've been holding on to yesterday
I've been keeping all that's real in the rear view
I've been sleeping in a bed that don't want me
I've been holding on with hands that I don't use
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