Unsung Hero

When you are one of the few

You need to carry your crew

You need to taste your own blood

When you dunno what’s right or wrong

And your answers aren’t really good

They tend to disturb your mood

Whether it is wet or dry

And your days aren’t bright

You feel the thunder strikes

It strikes hard

And you feel no noise

You feel full when you are empty

It strikes hard and you’re left with no dignity

It tries to set your heart in flames

But there is nothing left but ashes

You forget what lonely really means

Your smoke you to death

But it is only your body that feels

You keep rocking in your chair

Gazing at the walls you simply glare

And see no color

Nor any light

You’re a blind man with sight

You are an Unsung Hero

You’ve got nothing left to do

You’ve got nothing left to give



You speak in a language filled with silence

Sometimes some things are better when left unsaid



When you’re one of the few to land on your feet

What do you do to make ends meet?

Teach

Make him mad

Make him sad

Make him add two and two

Make him dance in thin ice

Make him me

Make him you

Make him do what you want him to

Make him laugh

Make him cry

Make him lie down and die

For he is the Unsung Hero

He has got nothing left to do

He is the Unsung Hero

He is the Unsung Hero…

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