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