Folk / 2026-02-22

Hold On, Move On

A stark song of despair answered by a gentle command to keep living while breath still belongs to you.

#Survival #Despair #Holding On #Breath

Recording

Hold On, Move On

Smartass Amoeba

Lyrics

Hold On, Move On

By Smartass Amoeba

These lyrics were adapted from a work in the public domain. Source

My name is rot in the mouths of men
Those I trusted have turned away
Joy is a thing I used to know
Now even daylight feels like debt

Lay it down
Not yet
Lay it down
Not yet

Death is calm like a finished task
Like sitting after endless work
Like smelling bread from a distant house
Like hearing music through a wall

You do not choose
The final door
You do not choose
What waits before

Life is a breath that still belongs to you
Spend it loud before it fades
Walk with me while the sun is up
We will rest when night arrives

I am tired
I am here
I am tired
I am here

Hold on
Move on
Hold on
Move on

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Suno

#Survival #Despair #Holding On #Breath

AI Summary

The song stands at the edge of suicidal exhaustion without romanticizing it. The speaker is tired, shamed, and tempted by death as rest, but another voice insists that the final door is not his to choose. The meaning is survival in its barest form. Life is not presented as easy or triumphant, only as a breath still in one's possession. "Hold on, move on" becomes a minimal creed: stay for now, spend the remaining light, and let rest come in its proper time.

Credits

Lyrics and concept by me; music and cover image generated using AI tools.

Hold On, Move On

Hold On, Move On

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