I could be lost, I could be found
I could be six feet underground, but I will never be a liar
There's not a soul that would agree with all the things I have seen
And I have walked into the fire
And I will walk this sorry land, take the earth into my hands
And I will never ever tire
And I've been here and I've been there
I've felt the cold wind through my hair
And I'm not ready to expire