On the day my calvary comes
In the tailwind we've become
Though I did not what was
Not the bullet or the gun
Come to me
When you're troubled, when you're stumbling
Come to me
When you're winning, when you're finished, when you're serious
When you're serious
But ain't it good to be alive?
With the wound still in your side?
It's a common thought
It's what I sought
On the day I spoke my mind
Against the terror of all time
In an ear so pulse aligned
On the evening we collide
Come to me
When you're troubled, when you're stumbling
Come to me
When you're winning, when you're finished, when you're serious
When you're serious
But ain't it good to be alive?
With the wound still in your side?
It's a common thought
It's what I sought
But ain't it good to be alive?
With the wound still in your side?
It's a common thought
It's what I sought

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