When fate has seen you On the stage of life (resilient and repressed) When angels receive you In their house of light (reinvented and distressed) That is when we know that your a hero When you walk through fire And fear zero Just Like old blue eyes You've gone your own way On broken highways You have made your name And carved out sidewalks That people now stand upon Cause True Rebels Walk alone You are the Saint Of lonely hearts When life has got you In a stranglehold (fearful and depressed) Your only friends are People that you owe (and frankly they're under duress) That is when you get down on your knees And get release from your lonely heart disease) Like John the Baptist You have made the way For the unbelievers and their restless hate But still you cover them Yes, you bury them with grace And yes you walk alone Your the saint of Lonely Hearts