[00:00.00] 作词 : Miller, Stinson, Waldman
[00:00.00] 作曲 : Unknown
[00:00.00] He makes his way through the heart of the night,
[00:25.71]With all he owns in a pack
[00:31.53]Those childhood ways disappeared in the struggle,
[00:36.81]And it don't look like they're coming back
[00:43.83]His heart is pounding like a drum in a cayon,
[00:50.01]Givin' him courage and fear
[00:55.98]He'll walk the footsteps of a man for the first time
[01:01.20]While he's holding back the boys tears
[01:07.89]Hungry and cold, so young and so old
[01:13.68]There's so much that he doesn't know
[01:19.62]But the voice that's inside him
[01:22.95]Keeps telling him mile after mile
[01:30.54]You're learning the art of survival
[01:52.95]He eyes the lights of an ageless horizon,
[01:59.49]Rising up from the sand
[02:05.31]He aches for something to believe in and guide him
[02:11.91]Out across this no man's land
[02:17.31]Bridges behind him are burning to ashes
[02:23.04]There's no way that he can turn back
[02:28.92]But that voice that's inside him keeps telling him mile after mile
[02:40.02]It's all in the art of survival
[02:49.56]Dreams burn like wildfire
[02:53.04]He feels the warmth in his bones
[03:01.65]Faces of loved ones
[03:05.16]Place like he's never known
[03:20.01]Bridges behind him are burning to ashes
[03:25.74]There's no way that he can turn back
[03:31.65]But that voice that's inside him keeps telling him mile after mile
[03:42.87]This is all in the art of survival
[03:55.20]This is all in the art of survival …

作词 : Miller, Stinson, Waldman
作曲 : Unknown
He makes his way through the heart of the night,
With all he owns in a pack
Those childhood ways disappeared in the struggle,
And it don't look like they're coming back
His heart is pounding like a drum in a cayon,
Givin' him courage and fear
He'll walk the footsteps of a man for the first time
While he's holding back the boys tears
Hungry and cold, so young and so old
There's so much that he doesn't know
But the voice that's inside him
Keeps telling him mile after mile
You're learning the art of survival
He eyes the lights of an ageless horizon,
Rising up from the sand
He aches for something to believe in and guide him
Out across this no man's land
Bridges behind him are burning to ashes
There's no way that he can turn back
But that voice that's inside him keeps telling him mile after mile
It's all in the art of survival
Dreams burn like wildfire
He feels the warmth in his bones
Faces of loved ones
Place like he's never known
Bridges behind him are burning to ashes
There's no way that he can turn back
But that voice that's inside him keeps telling him mile after mile
This is all in the art of survival
This is all in the art of survival …