We rose with the setting sun
Like a train that never comes
But always goes
We left with our hands out
To quell the doubt
Of those who'd never find us
Oh what it means to be alive
In this dark night
I think about it way too much
Seek the light
We left our homes behind
To bear us in their mind
Or let us go
We followed railways west
We fronted the night
And sang for a new day
Oh what it means to be alive
In this dark night
I think about it way too much
Seek the light
Be the light