Troubles come and go
Anyway they want to
Doing what they ought to

I've got mine

Some are quickly passed
Others they seem to last
Hold on

Salvation comes for free
Singing on the shadows
It widens and it narrows

If heaven were lined with gold
Heaven would be bought and sold
Hold on

People kill for love
Taking it as plunder
Paid in blood and thunder

I’ve got mine

When we'll turn to sand
This bowel stains our hands
Hold on
Sing a song of sorrow
Truth forever bending
Hopeful never-ending

I've got mine

Tears beyond control
Tried to clean my soul
Hold on