To Be Alive

Hit us hard, hit us fast
Like an eight ball there's no warning
Movies made, we're a fine, fine cast
Everybody gets their story
There comes a time in life when things have got to change
Till then what you and I have in a world gone mad

Journeymen, sailors
We drift through the stars
Sooner or later we get there
And I miss the Terra Firma
And the air upon my skin
To be alive

Giant steps to pirouettes
Now were coasting on ambition
Working on that epithet
As I fly my final mission
Just leave my jet-stream as my signature in air
Until that beautiful site
When it's alright. Alright!

Journeymen, sailors
We drift through the stars
Sooner or later we get there
And I miss the Terra Firma
And the air against my skin
To be alive
Yeah to be alive

Journeymen, sailors
Lovers and makers
Journeymen, sailors
Fighters and breakers
Journeymen, sailors
Turn us and wake us
Ready to land

To be alive
Yeah to be alive



Credits
Writer(s): Gavin Joyce
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