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