The Art Of Survival Lyrics - Bill Miller

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 canyon 

Givin' him courage and fear 

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

While he's holding back the boy's tears 

Hungry and cold, so young and so old 

There's so much that he doesn't know 

But that 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 the 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 

Places that 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 the art of survival 

This is the art of survival 

This is the art of survival 

This is the art of survival