The kids in the hundreds tomorrow Will march through the door They're fighting someone else's war They'll have so many stories to tell In exchange for a hero's farewell
I wish I could I wish I could make you return And what if I'll never discern As you walk to the toll of the bell You'll be fighting for our heaven with hell
And you don't understand Why no one else can see
Your blood on me And my blood on you But to make you bleed Is the only thing I wouldn't do
And you know Heroes aren't meant to survive So much harder to love when alive Walk with the devil in your head You would think you were better off dead
And you don't understand Why no one else can see
Your blood on me And my blood on you But to make you bleed Is the only thing I wouldn't do
Where can you go? We fight we earn We never learn And through it all The hero falls
I wish there was a way To give you a hand to hold You don't have to die in your glory Die to never grow old
