So when the saints go marching in
They won't be singing for your sins
They just hope to hell you've learnt something
Living and breathing
Everybody dies with a debt
We all die for a life that we fear we will only forget
Or confess to a God that we know we only hear in ourselves
So when the saints go marching in
They won't be singing for your sins
They just hope to hell you've learnt something
Living and breathing
Side by side through thick and thin in the darkest times
Together we'll be searching for life in all we have left
We won't be servants of time, not alive in regret
Live every moment as if it was your last
Honour the past but never look back
I should count my blessings for all I have
And the fact I ever had the chance made us brothers, loyal to the last breath I take
Our legacy won't be wasted on me
if you want words to live your life by
Walk the graves, walk the graves
It's written on the headstones
If you want words to live your life by
Walk the graves, walk the graves
It's written on the headstones
Time waits for no one
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