A hymn for the ghost, a pryayer for the body

Somehow in the darkest of nights I still hold on I still hold on I still hold on to what I can Hold on... hold on Peace of my mind maybe lift me, mixed up Started talking to the ghosts in the walls again Every now and then there comes a moment of clarity And I can see for miles and I can hear your voice And I understand what you mean when you say that you're worried And I understand what you mean when you say that you're scared But I wont change a thing because I can't be bothered with it So hold on? Just hold on For one more day