Walking on, talking on the phone
Smiling at faces on people on the train

Sitting on corners of tall buildings
Talking about how we left
Talking about how we both miss your little brother

And you know it's true
Now it's all downhill from here on
for heroes

Blinded by the light
I'm blinded by the light in your eyes
We're blinded by the night
I love to see the city asleep in your arms,
In your eyes

But you know it's true
Now it's all downhill from here on
for heroes can't save us from what's to come

A wind is coming
A storm is coming
The end is coming
A wind is coming our way

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