Someone said it years before

And today I know it's true

Some dreams can't help but die

Pinned to those that we looked up to



What about our children

And who'll pray for tomorrow's gods

And the pain and wisdom gained

From decades of moral decay



And the fallen idols

To me they're still the same

And I pray they rest forever

But the new revival

Of the skeletal remains

Paints a dark and caustic future



Burned out like a dying sun

On alcohol and cheap romance

Where the junkies and the suicides

Believed inside they had a chance



We're the kids in the shadows

Just beyond society's eyes

Restless and pure of heart

They don't understand so they despise



Hey troubadour we're waiting for you

Will your words bring redemption for the times?

For all the faded reputations

The poets, the sinner and their crimes