There will be a hero born tonight
a bright flash of light and then glory
a hero's story
look at all the medals on your coat
the lump in your throat,
nobody knows
it's 3 a.m. and the TV glows and
play the anthem one more time
All of the gratitude and praise
is wasted and misplaced on foolish pleasures
and wasted treasures
and though you wouldn't tell a soul
you'd like to see them all learn some lesson
you taught some lessons not too long ago and
play the anthem one more time
somewhere down the corridor tonight
there is a light that shines through
shines down on you
and if you were looking for a sign
a place to draw the line, well there you are
the guns are loaded and there's gas in the car and
play the anthem one more time