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 life is 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 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
