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The Hero's Return

Jesus, Jesus, what's it all about?

Trying a clout these little ingrates into shape

When I was their age all the lights went out

There was no time to whine and mope aboutAnd even now part of me flies

Over dresden at Angels one five

Though they'll never fathom it behind my sarcasm

Desperate memories lieSweetheart, sweetheart are you fast asleep? Good

That's the only time that I can really speak to you

And there is something that I've locked away

A memory that is too painful to withstand the light of dayAnd when we came back from the war

The banners and flags hung on everyone's door

We danced and we sang in the street

And the church bells rang

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