The Art Of Survival Lyrics - Miller Bill

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?