Across the city steam and light Off a runway to the manufactured night- In storybooks you’ll never find In paper armor that you’d mind They’ll hold the match to you this time- And watch the smoke rings fit the crime
In moments you cannot reprise Like a soldier or a watch that you can’t wind We fought the world with hands twice-tied The people cheered, the captain cried I’ll keep the souvenir inside It’s just better in my mind
And I wouldn’t lie I never really wanted more Than what I ever really needed after all Someone that hates to see me go
You made a promise then you hide And you said we’d all be dead by twenty-five It’s not your disappointed sigh It’s not you traded this for pride Not that we really even mind We’re just bored you’re still alive
And I wouldn’t lie If I tried, take me down And if I die here now-
Wishing wells and magic spells and everything between Can you tell me what it’s like? Or how it’s going to be?