What was it like/ Did you lay down arms or make ready for a fight
Did you survive/ Or did they pick you clean like flesh before the flies
Are you alright/ Well no one could prepare you for that sort of life

When you are overcome by spasms of sadness
And you feel so numb like you’re marching to madness
Well you won’t be undone by the fears and the frictions
And you will overcome if it’s the last thing you ever do

At least you tried/ To make the most of memory and pain
You paid in pride/ The currency of choice to play this game
It’s hard to decide/ When the hero’s not the victim and the villain’s not to blame

When you are overcome by the symptoms of sorrow
And you feel so dumb for having hopes in tomorrow
Well you won’t be undone by the forces of fiction
And you will overcome if it’s the last thing you ever do,
If it’s the last thing you ever do

When you’re not strong and trouble come along to bury you
Lights gets long and so much can go wrong
Hold on to what’s true and lose what’s gone

When you are overcome by spasms of sadness
And you feel so numb like you’re marching to madness
Well you won’t be undone by the fears and the frictions
And you will overcome
Oh Yeah
When you are overcome by the symptoms of sorrow
And you feel so dumb for having hopes in tomorrow
And you won’t be undone by the forces of fiction
And you will overcome if it’s the last thing you ever do
If it’s the last thing you ever do
If it’s the last thing you ever do