One of my friends from church is going away to America for a couple a weeks so we went out for dinner and drinks. We ended up at this pub where this man was singing old country songs. I was in heaven. One of them was “Hold On” by Tom Waits. I had this most amazing moment of nostalgia rush over me. I remembered my beautiful home in Hornsby and all the late nights I had there. I sometimes miss my past home and mum and Keith and their music and the lounge room I would stay up late in, listening to music, to old country songs. 

 Down by the riverside motel,
Its 10 below and falling
By a 99 cent store she closed her eyes
And started swaying
But its so hard to dance that way
When its cold and theres no music
Well your old hometown is so far away
But, inside your head theres a record
Thats playing, a song called

Hold on, hold on
You really got to hold on
Take my hand, Im standing right here
And just hold on.