White Knuckles Songtext
von Racquet Club

You were white knuckles yeah, but it wears you down
Hold on, hold on
And these things that you have learned
Have they served you well?
Hold on, hold on

With your arms around me
I didn′t want to harm or hurt somebody else
For every broken heart of gold
For every story that was told
I didn't have the will to do it by myself

I could have sworn I could have waited
I couldn′t grasp the things I found
And in the moment it had faded
Are you in or you out, or just waiting around?

You were white knuckles yeah, but it wears you down
Hold on, hold on
And these things that you have learned
Have they served you well?
Hold on, hold on


This calm surrounds me
I didn't have the words or ways to take them back
So grab a shovel, dig a hole
For every moment that it stole
We couldn't turn away the things that we attract

I could have sworn I could have waited
I couldn′t grasp the things I′d found
Well, you can own it or debate it
Or get in or get out, and stop waiting around

You were white knuckles yeah, but it wears you down
Hold on, hold on
And these things that you have learned
Have they served you well?
Hold on, hold on

You were white knuckles yeah, but it wears you down
Hold on, hold on

It's abstract and geometric
The galaxy expands
We have gathered to protect it
We clasp our hands

It′s abstract and geometric
The galaxy expands
We have gathered to protect it
We clasp our hands


It's abstract and geometric
The galaxy expands
We have gathered to protect it
We clasp our hands

It′s abstract and geometric
The galaxy expands
We have gathered to protect it
We clasp our hands

It's abstract and geometric
The galaxy expands