THEY TOLD US WE COULD BE HEROES
THEY DIDN’T TELL US WHO WE WERE SUPPOSED TO SAVE
WE TASTED LIFE ON THE HIGH ROAD
IT JUST TASTES LIKE THE CROSS WITHOUT THE GRACE

IT’S THE END, IT’S THE END, IT’S THE END, IT’S THE END
OF THE ROAD
WE’RE GOIN' HOME, GOIN’ HOME, GOIN’ HOME
GOIN’ HOME

YOU CAN’T HAVE THE SHADOWS WITHOUT THE SUN
YOU CAN’T KILL THE LIGHT WITH BULLETS AND GUNS

THEY TOLD US WE WOULD BE SOLDIERS
THAT WE WOULD GET TO SPILL A LITTLE BLOOD
FIGHTING THE MAN IN THE MIRROR
SHOT HIM DOWN AND FELT IT RUN

IT’S THE END, IT’S THE END, IT’S THE END, IT’S THE END
OF THE ROAD
WE’RE GOIN' HOME, GOIN’ HOME, GOIN’ HOME
GOIN’ HOME

YOU CAN’T HAVE THE SHADOWS WITHOUT THE SUN
YOU CAN’T KILL THE LIGHT WITH BULLETS AND GUNS