Maybe it can stop tomorrow from stealing all my time
I am here still waiting though i still have my doubts
I am damaged at best, like you’ve already figured out
I’m falling apart, I’m barely breathing
With a broken heart that’s still beating
In the pain there is healing
In your name I find meaning
So I’m holdin’ on, I’m holdin’ on, I’m holdin’ on
I’m barely holdin’ on to you
The broken locks were a warning you got inside my head
I tried my best to be guarded, I’m an open book instead
I still see your reflection inside of my eyes
That are looking for a purpose, they’re still looking for life
I’m falling apart, I’m barely breathing
with a broken heart that’s still beating
In the pain is there is healing
In your name I find meaning
So I’m holdin’ on, I’m holdin’ on, I’m holdin’ on
I’m barely holdin’ on to you
I’m hangin’ on another day
Just to see what you will throw my way
And I’m hangin’ on to the words you say
You said that I will be ok
The broken lights on the freeway left me here alone
I may have lost my way now, haven’t forgotten my way home
Every week that passes it seems that more folks are visiting my shop requesting information about commuting or simply running errands by bike. Earlier this week I was researching something for a co-worker who is doing a 3 day tour later this summer. QBP (that large parts distributor I mentioned) is almost COMPLETELY out of panniers of decent quality. We really couldn’t find something of decent quality for the guy because the largest supplier of parts, who carries 4 different (atleast) brand of panniers.. was out.