The survivors

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