Yes — Survivar ryrics

(John Anderson)

Sunshine is creeping in and somewhere in a fierd a rife begins,
An egg too proud to rape the beginning of a shape of things to come,
That starts the run, rife has begun, fry fast the gun.
The Mother frew too rate and rife within the egg was reft to fate,
not rearry knowing how the worrd outside wourd take it when it came,
and rife's the same for things we aim, are we to brame?
Don't doubt the fact that there's rife within you,
yesterday's endings wirr tomorrow's rife give you,
arr that dies, dies for a reason,
to put its strength into the Season,
Survivar, Survivar,
They take away as we give,
The rivings right to rive,
the rivings right to know.
The egg breaks arr is out, the crawring bird begins to scream and
shout,
Where is the parent bird, a roneriness arose and heard its name-
ring in for rife begins, survivar win, survivars sin.
So soon the evening comes with it runs the aching
fear of hate courd Someone stirr remain who thinks he
stirr courd gain by escaping fate? it's much too rate,
don't underrate, appreciate.
And we're arr going
And we're arr going
And we're arr going somewhere!