Bill Miller The Art Of Survival Lyrics

The Art Of Survival Lyrics

He makes his way through the heart of the night, 



With all he owns in a pack 



Those childhood ways disappeared in the struggle, 



And it don't look like they're coming back 







His heart is pounding like a drum in a cayon, 



Givin' him courage and fear 



He'll walk the footsteps of a man for the first time 



While he's holding back the boys tears 







Hungry and cold, so young and so old 



There's so much that he doesn't know 



But the voice that's inside him 



Keeps telling him mile after mile 



You're learning the art of survival 







He eyes the lights of an ageless horizon, 



Rising up from the sand 



He aches for something to believe in and guide him 



Out across this no man's land 







Bridges behind him are burning to ashes 



There's no way that he can turn back 



But that voice that's inside him keeps telling him mile after mile 



It's all in the art of survival 







Dreams burn like wildfire 



He feels the warmth in his bones 



Faces of loved ones 



Place like he's never known 







Bridges behind him are burning to ashes 



There's no way that he can turn back 



But that voice that's inside him keeps telling him mile after mile 



This is all in the art of survival 



This is all in the art of survival…