Live to Fight Another Day

30 hour flight in a dingy dirigible

In a cloudy sky where the land wasn't visible

Sat a quiet man so focused

Just had one thought in his brain

Nathaniel knew what he had to do

He had to find a way

To kill the pain

For years he had searched to improve his condition

He had pain in his eyes and it clouded his vision

Spending all his time and money

It was driving him insane!

Well, he swore up and down he would search the world around

Until his sweet relief could be attained

When he heard of a man with a treatment

An experimental method that could cure him if he went

So Nathaniel headed there with eyes fixed firmly on the prize!

And when everything was done

All his pain was finally gone

But then so were his eyes!

Well

That's alright!

That's okay!

Don't you know you'll live to fight another day?

Use a little grease, make sure you never cease

To keep your wheels turning in the proper way!

That's alright!

That's okay!

Don't you know you'll live to fight another day?

Use a little grease, make sure you never cease

To keep your wheels turning in the proper way!

So he carried on, even though he was eyeless

And he learned how to write with a slate and a stylus

There was nothing in this world that he would let stand in his way!

He was strong

He was proud

He let nothing get him down

His drive was getting bolder every day

He could sail through the sky with precision

He could sense where he was even though he lost his vision

But the one thing that he couldn't see was something yet to come!

As he tightened his grip on a rope is when it slipped

And then he lost his thumbs!

Well

That's alright!

That's okay!

Don't you know you'll live to fight another day?

Use a little grease, make sure you never cease

To keep your wheels turning in the proper way!

That's alright!

That's okay!

Don't you know you'll live to fight another day?

Use a little grease, make sure you never cease

To keep your wheels turning in the proper way!

But still he endured

He was fully determined

He would search for a cure and his passion was burning

As he spent his every moment doing research for the cause

He would try

He would fail

He would write his notes in braille

And he would make improvements on his flaws

Others laughed, no one thought he could do it

People said he should quit, but he kept sticking to it

He refused to let his handicaps make him feel insecure

And though everybody scoffed

All his diligence paid off

When he finally found the cure!

So never give up

Never, never give up

No, never give up

Never, never give up

No!

That's alright!

That's okay!

Don't you know you'll live to fight another day?

Use a little grease, make sure you never cease

To keep your wheels turning in the proper way!

That's alright!

That's okay!

Don't you know you'll live to fight another day?

Use a little grease, make sure you never cease

To keep your wheels turning in the proper way!