Ted Leo & The Pharmacists
Even Heroes Have To Die
Well, didn't you look SHARP with your bootsWhen you met me on the PATH?From Two-Tone to Downtown Beirut, but only half-way backStealing bits of wisdom from the shelfTurned prisons into prisms on the selfAnd what do they know about the springtime of me and youBorn in the midst of the long hot summer we lived through?Did they see you run for every rhyme?Did we run for running out of timeWhen even heroes have to die?No one lives forever, LoveNo one's wise to tryAdding our own wisdom to the shelfAnd stealing bits of paper, we had healthBut working anyway, did we miss the passing of the time?In your own flame you can wither, though your passions still outshineAnd did you read the writing on the wallProphesying a doom upon us all -That even heroes have to die?No one lives forever, LoveNo one's wise to tryBut hidden in the writing on the wall -Many are the beauties of the fall
From Letras Mania