On the other side, far from the light Imperfect reflections distort in my mind Until she recognized what I held inside Helped me back on my feet You may say there are no heroes left You may say they’ve all gone west But when I step outside my door, it’s clear to see There’s more and more walking by each day Holding heads up high When the smoke begins to rise Feels like the world’s going blind But as the fires spin and fly I see ‘em lining up to fight I’ve seen the best and I’ve seen the worst I’ve seen the blessed, I’ve seen the cursed Wherever you are, I hope you can see There’s no place I’d rather be You may say there are no heroes left You may say they’ve all gone west But when I step outside my door, it’s clear to see There’s more and more walking by each day Holding heads up high More and more walking by each day Holding their heads up high