The Hero And The Madman

(альбом: Vagabonds Of The Western World - 1973)

The hero rode a white horse
Across the desert to where his woman was
He'd been riding for four days
When he saw the tower where she was locked
In the moonlight he left his old steed
Near the drawbridge that he crossed
And by way of a rope ladder
He tip-toed to where his woman was

If I recall you're the actor who followed the stars
Searching for the lost city of Mars
Hoping time could heal the scars
Knowing fate held no bars
Those that knew you always said you'd go far
Are you the one who I think you are?

Oh, are you the hero?
Oh, are you the madman?
Oh, are you the hero?
Oh, are you the madman?

The madman climbed the steeple spire
"Go higher," said the crowd from down below
The madman climbed the steeple spire
"Go higher, go higher," said the crowd from down below
"But the world's on fire," said the madman from the steeple spire
"You're a liar, you're a liar," said the crowd from down below
So the madman climbed the steeple spire
And let a crystal ball tear fall on the crowd down below

If I recall you're the actor who took to the stage
Set the world ablaze with your anger and your rage
And with every new leaf you turned and wrote a new page
Cleverly concealing your real age
Those that knew you were always quite amazed
Are you the one that can take this praise?

Oh, are you the hero?
Oh, are you the madman?
Oh, are you the hero?
Oh, are you the madman?

"You're the only one that can save us", cried the wizard
"Or all is lost"