He makes his way through the heart of the night
With all he owns in a pack
Those childhood ways disappear in the struggle
And it don't look like they're coming back
His heart is pounding like a drum in a canyon
Giving him courage and fear
He'll walk the footsteps of a man for the first time
While he's pulling 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
My, my, you're learning the art of survival
He has the light of an ageless horizon
Rising up from the sand
He aches for something to believe in
Guiding him out across 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
My, my, it's all in the art of survival
Dreams burn like wildfire, he feels a 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
My, my, this is the art of survival
This is the art of survival
So this is the art of survival
So this is the art of survival
So this is the art of survival
So this is the art of survival