Lyrics

I'm a survivor
I've lived through things to tell a tale or two
That's why the tales I tell
They always sound so true

At the bottom of the river in a burned-out boat
There's a smile and it used to be mine
But they burned all the bridges that I crossed over
Sipping the blood that used to be wine

You need me
You won't admit it
I can teach you a thing or two
When you cease learning
You start teaching
What I could share with you

At the top of a tree where it spins in the breezes
There's a heart in the branches and it's mine
I learned all about branches from the forest in me
Slipping the rope and shedding the line

And at the corner of Salvation by the burnt-out bridge
There's a wishbone buried in a jar
And when they start to whisper of their wishes and their dreams
You can run but you never get far

Oh won't you make me a dreamer of innocent dreams
I want to dream again
Nowadays nobody is what they seem
And who saves the innocent when

There's a chain and it only turns backwards
And you smile when I ask you is it true
That they burned all the bridges that I crossed over
And the only thing that's left for me is you

Survival
Tell me it don't matter when the hangman is fiddling with the noose
When you're running in your shoes and going 'pitter patter'
To the sound of the rain on a corrugated roof
Survival