^Am We were the magnificent dreamers. ^Am In secret lamplight hideouts. ^Am We swore the world couldn't break us, ^Am Even when the world took us down.

So ^Amhere I am struggling out i^Fn the mighty jungle, Moving ^Ceighteen miles a minute, not ^Gslowing down for nothing. I ^Amlook to my left and I ^Flook to my right, And I'm ^Ccallin' out for my brothers But it's ^Gso dark in this night, am I alone?

^Am Did they fall down by the wayside? ^Am Was I moving too blind to see them? ^Am Were they calling out to me? ^Am Or did Despair set in?

Were the t^Amhings that we wanted when ^Fwe were still sixteen, Only ^Cpassing and fleeting, or just ^Gtoo far out of reach? Were you ^Amhard up or broken man, I ^Fwoulda helped you out... Were you ^Cnumb and distracted when ^GI was calling out? ^GI was calling out...

On a ^CSunday morning the ^Gwhole crowd assembled, ^AmI've done some things that I'm not too proud of... ^CI've never left you, a ^Gdeaf ear for longing. ^FSome hearts are gallows, I'm not here for hangin' ar^Cound.

^C It's all right, man. ^G I'm only bleeding, man. ^AmStay hungry, stay free, ^AmAnd do the best you can.

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