The Reclusive Hero

作词 : Baron, Baron, Bell, Olson

In the pilot's chair, in the first seat of the plane,

And from where I sit, the view's just the same.

Over the garden now, we turn on down your street.

This is where you live, but there's no home I see.

Thought that was all you desired,

A reclusive hero for hire.

Just put one back on the shelf,

Knowing that you won't sleep well.

In a crowded room, there's not much room to breathe.

It seems the kitchen now is quite the scene.

The words came off my wrist, washed by the rain

Of a thousand tears that came too late.

They couldn't spell out your name,

Living beneath feeling pain,

Thought that was all you desired,

A reclusive hero for hire.

Now you're beginning to tire,

A desperate hero for hire.

Just put one back on the shelf,

Knowing that you won't sleep well.

I'm walking down the street, absorbed by this maze.