The will to survive is bred in the bone
But it seems that life has terms of its own
Feel like I’m standing with a foot on each side
Where do you run when those two worlds collide?
The questions are unchanged the--cry remains the same
I pray You’ll lift me higher
Face to face with who I am
Higher--above the myths that make a man
Higher-please hold on to me
When his shattered soul is standing whole and free
Why is it easier to hold on tight
To just the shadow instead of the light?
The questions are unchanged--the cry remains the same
It’s the way of the world, it’s the lay of the land
The system can break you if you don’t understand
The questions are unchanged--the cry remains the same
I pray You’ll lift me higher
Face to face with who I am
Higher--above the myths that make a man
Higher--please hold on to me