| Down on luck we make our way across the lands
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| Forever and a day is all that time of us demands
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| As the hours drift on, hope seems far gone, all around us
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| Light runs rare and can’t compare to all this darkness
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| No one can tame our past of shame, it’s all that we know
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| Memories of all those things drift through all that we sow
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| You know brighter day is just around the bend
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| What we need are some heroes, with wills of iron
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| Their hearts in the stars through the darkest of days
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| They’ll ride into the sunset, hope overflowing
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| And construct a new day from the bad
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| I can see the sorrow in all their eyes
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| Just one more day is what they say to stay alive
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| There’s a pain that we all gain from all this darkness
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| Look around and see it’s bound to everyone of us
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| It seems all we see is misery at the end of our ropes
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| Let’s break this mold and change the old and all begin to hope
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| You know brighter day is just around the bend
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| What we need are some heroes, made of metal
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| Some steam powered gunslingers to save the day
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| They’ll ride in with their heads held high, guns aimed, courage at their side
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| And vanquish the evil from the lands
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| What we need are some heroes, with wills of iron
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| Their hearts in the stars through the darkest of days
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| They’ll ride into the sunset, hope overflowing
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| And construct a new day from the bad
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| And construct a new day from the bad
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| What we need are some heroes, made of metal
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| Some steam powered gunslingers to save the day
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| They’ll ride into the sunset, hope overflowing
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| And construct a new day from the bad
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| And construct a new day from the bad |