This, The Midnight Fight

If skie were to fall, all were crashing down I'd hold onto you These thoughts can crush a man Bringing in times when time stands still To certain actions that push us back We are so many Persistence for the nothing Changing before each season, for any reason And our desire to fight for something that's fleeting Can there be belief in a future even when it seems meaningless? There is a chance tonight, with or without me I want my voice to echo I hope to have the kind of legacy that might outlast times of uncertainty If skies were to fall, all were crashing down I'd hold onto you When my knees ache in my heartbreak I'd hold onto you When I lay my head down, down but not out Who would know what might run through? This, this is my midnight fight