It’s in the feeling when I’m turning out the light
It’s in the rain, it’s in the shelter, yeah it’s getting inside
I had a feeling I’d be getting out alive
But knowing’s not believing it’s alright
And trying wont be good enough this time
I had a notion as I stumbled through the door
It had to do with knowing folks like me were fit to do more
It had to do with choices resting at the core
Like to work down to the bone or fight the war
And I’m not fit for fighting, I’m not fit for much I’m sure
It got me thinking about the things I’m living for
Every Saturday night
Every morning and afternoon it’s alright
Everything that you do
Everything that you didn’t do speaks to you
Everyone that you’ve met
Everything that you’ve done that you’ve lived to regret
Every time that you fall
You’re reminded you’ve lived through it all
That you’ve lived through it all
Kid, and that’s big! Somehow you’ve lived through it all!