Out of the mist of history He’ll come again Sailing on ships across the sea To a wounded Nation
Signs of a savoir Like fire on the water It’s what we prayed for One of our own
Just wait Though while he may roam Always A hero comes home He goes where no one has gone But always A hero comes home
Deep in the heart of darkness sparks A dream of lies Surrounded by hopelessness He finds the will to fight
Theres no surrender Always remember It doesn’t end here We’re not alone
Just wait Though while he may roam Always A hero comes home He goes where no one has gone But always A hero comes home
And he will come back on the crimson tide Dead or alive And even though we know the bridge has burned He will return He will return
Just wait Though while he may roam Always A hero comes home He knows of places unknown Always A hero comes home
Someday they’ll carve in stone “The hero comes home”
He goes and comes back alone But always A hero comes home
Just wait Though while he may roam Always A hero comes home
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