We were ring-around-the-rosy children, they were circles around the sun
Never give up, never slow down, never grow old, never ever die young
Synchronized with the rising moon, even with the evening star
They were true love written in stone, they were never alone, they were never that far apart
And we who couldn't bear to believe they might make it, we got to close our eyes
Cut up our losses into doable doses, ration our tears and sighs
Oh, you could see them on the street on a saturday night. everyone used to run them down
They're a little too sweet, they're a little too tight, not enough tough for this tough town
Couldn't touch them with a ten-foot pole, no, it didn't seem to rattle at all
They were glued together body and soul, that much more with their backs up against the wall
Oh, hold them up, hold them up, never do let them fall
Prey to the dust and the rust and the ruin that names us and claims us and shames us all
I guess it had to happen someday soon- there wasn't nothing to hold them down
They would rise from among us like a big balloon, take the sky, and forsake the ground
Oh, yes, other hearts were broken, i now, other dreams ran dry
But our golden ones sail on, sail on to another land beneath another sky
(let other hearts be broken, let other dreams run dry)
But our golden ones sail on, sail on to another land beneath another sky
Beneath another sky
Hold them up
Did you hold them up?