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The Hero

 

The Hero


Little did he know
He cannot save the day (Day, day, day, day...)
And little did he know
He cannot take the pain away (Away...)

He was struck by the curse of empathy
Caught in the storm of those hurting

His spirit longs to be free
But he let them clip his wings
His mind craves lucidity
But he's bound by apathy

Now little did he know
That what you feed will grow (Grow)
And little did he grow
When he fed his sorrow (Oh oh)

Cause he was planting seeds and reaping what he sows (What he sows)
And so it goes (So it goes)
His growing woes would show he ain't the hero

His spirit longs to be free
But he let them clip his wings
His mind craves lucidity
But he's bound by apathy

His spirit longs to be free (The hero can not find his wings)
But he let them clip his wings (The hero can not find his wings)
His mind craves lucidity (The hero can not find his wings)
But he's bound by apathy (The hero can not find his wings)

His spirit longs to be free (The hero can not find his wings)
But he let them clip his wings (The hero can not find his wings)
His mind craves lucidity (The hero can not find his wings)
But he's bound by apathy

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