Underneath a burning sky
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the tenants of the fire
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sit in silence as they ponder
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survival in the wild
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With our love to keep us up
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there is nothing in the world
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that can knock us down
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we can take whatever comes
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if we face it hand in hand
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we can stand our ground
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Just a couple of kids with clouds in our heads
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trying to swim upstream; trying to make it good
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but it happened so fast; when disaster came
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that a river of teardrops couldn't wash it away
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How do we now view ourselves,
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sitting victims in a shelter needing help?
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How do we now regain control
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over the remnants of our life without a home?
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If a bomb had hit us, nothing less would remain
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not a wall to lean on; not a fork or a plate
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but at least we made it out and we're still alive
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and we're starting over now in the middle of the night
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It's a matter of time; a struggle to survive
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but it doesn't need to be a lonely fight
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if we stand by each other
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we'll be sure of our survival in the wild
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Underneath a burning sky
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the tenants of the fire
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sit in silence as they ponder
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survival in the wild
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Survival In The Wild
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Adrian Belew |