Cataclysm - Rogue, Meg Dean

The winds are cold

I’m looking down

To the place that we called home

And I swear I can feel you now

Under my skin

And all that’s left of the cataclysm

Is the feeling of your ghost

And in my mind I can see you now

And I’m holding on to what we know

(I'm holding on)

Lights fade, emotionless

Floating endlessness

I’m holding on

I’m holding on

And all that’s left of the cataclysm

Is the feeling of your ghost

And in my mind I can see you now

And I’m holding on to what we know

I’m holding on

(Hold on, I’m holding on)

Lights fade, emotionless

Floating endlessness

I’m holding on

I’m holding on

(Lights fade, emotionless)

I’m holding on

(Floating endlessness)

I’m holding on

And all that’s left of the cataclysm

Is the feeling of your ghost

And in my mind I can see you now

And I’m holding on to what we know

To what we know