Hero

Duration

4:01

Genres

Acoustic

Description

Lyrics

Born of the princes golden sea, tied to a neon calvary He untrained his world with a lapse of timespan Fell into desiree in the wake of the land Hero, roll with the waives and the sea He rose gently crashing over me He wrote not another word to joke But to equate at my life's lamb So i'll roll with the winds and the breeze You'll be on board calling all that you see And I would tell you that the truth is a tree to be cut down at my life's end You were my knife then Born into a world of a green abduction Failure to meet the grace of production The taste of a tongue never went past his And the anger of hunger merely stroked his kids So Hero, roll with the waives and the sea Bury every sign of hope that you see Know there is but a word to joke and to laugh there at the gate's end And I'll roll with the winds and the breeze You'll be behind predicting things left to see And I would tell you that the truth is me but dare I lie at my life's end Why weren't you nice then You hang on every word I say And when you know that you don't need anyone, anyone at all) (And when you know that you don't need anyone 'cause you've got your faith at home) Born of the princes golden sea Tied to a neon calvary