The fewer people, the tired people
Fire burns inside their broken shells
It leaves some heat to warm the world
Tries to do a favour for us all
It crashes down while we crash out
Desperate for a way to climb back up
There`s no change likely
There`s no change likely
Are they searching, still really searching
For the place they all think they come from
Wondering who their people are
Looking for a place to call their home
Forgotten heroes, some guilty heroes
Did their loved ones feel a little pride
In all the stories they were told
Did they feel the pain that ripped inside.
Fire burns inside their broken shells
It leaves some heat to warm the world
Tries to do a favour for us all
It crashes down while we crash out
Desperate for a way to climb back up
There`s no change likely
There`s no change likely
Are they searching, still really searching
For the place they all think they come from
Wondering who their people are
Looking for a place to call their home
Forgotten heroes, some guilty heroes
Did their loved ones feel a little pride
In all the stories they were told
Did they feel the pain that ripped inside.