One spot on an empty canvas
One chair in an empty room
No place for a revolution
No hope if the signs are true
We stand at the edge of something
Will we ever know what it is
Hold on 'cause the wind is rising
And we can't get away from it
We’re in shock from the failed emotion
No cause in a shadow land
We sing while the city's burning
No room, no escape, no plan
We all never thought it would end this way
And we need a hero
To save us from ourselves
We need a hero
To save us from ourselves
Save us from ourselves
Save us from our fear
When the sirens wail, we need a hero here
We hide on our knees in silence
Maybe God doesn't hear at all
And the wait overtakes the violence
And we watch as the giants fall
We're not gonna let it end this way
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