Cross a windy bridge one winter night
Past Embankment Gardens enter warmth and light
Face the music (it's never easy)
Forget the chill
Face the future (it's never easy)
Find the will
If like if worth living it's got to be done
One might be forgiven for thinking it's a life on the run
Many roads will cross through many lives but somehow you will survive
Look around
Picture what's in store
Is this the final edit or is the subject now a bore?
Don't shrug your shoulders (it's always easy
You can't ignore
That life is worth living it's still worth a damn
One might be forgiven for thinking it's something of a sham
Many words may make it sound contrived but somehow we're alive
(The survivors)
Our heads bowed (The survivors)
At memorials for other faces in the crowd
Teachers and artists (it's never easy)
and Saturday girls in suits or sequins (it's never easy)
or twinsets-and-pearls
If life is worth living it's got to be run
as a means of giving not as a race to be won
Many roads will run through many lives but somehow we'll arrive
Many roads will run through many lives but somewhere we'll survive