You slipped through my hands
Like I did through my Dad's
Like a river that passes
The rocks that it's on
I'm bracing for loneliness
I know it's comin'
Who will I hold when you're gone?
Now who will I hold when you're gone?

Now happiness comes
And it seems much like money
People gather around it
When it's gone, they go runnin'
I'm trying to be here
Lift up to the now
But the past has to come
Pulls me back down

You slipped through my hands
Like I did through my lover's
Like a river that passes
The bed that it's on
I'm bracing for loneliness
I know it's comin'
Who will I hold when you're gone?
Now who will I hold when you're gone?

Now, the victims of love
The most hopeless of all
Fortunate prisoners
In an infinite war
They turn on themselves
It's pure sabotage
Silver spoon babies with Tupperware hearts
Silver spoon babies with Tupperware hearts

You slipped through my hands
Like I did through my mama's
Like a river that passes
The rocks that it's on
I'm bracing for loneliness
I know it's comin'
Who will I hold when you're gone?
Now who will I hold when you're gone?
Who will I hold when you're gone?
Now who will I hold when you're gone?

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Writer(s): Robert William Jr. Crawford, Scott Yancey Avett, Timothy Seth Avett