Only time will tellnOr tell us nothingnOr maybe we already knownnSo many days to fillnTrying to feel somethingnMore than a slow ebb and flownnSo drag me out into the streetnIf you hear the news comingnNow mothers and fathers teach their childrennIt doesn’t matter if blood’s thicker than waternIf it’s on your handsnnSo let’s raise our glassesnFor those once among usnFor those who fought away fearnnWho stepped into the darknessnInto the shadowsnNever to reappearnnIf you call on menYou know I’ll come runningnThrough the fire across the fieldnDown by the water where we played as childrennWhen heaven was over the hillnnThe truth may only hurt if it comesnAnd tells usnThat the heroes were really the onesnWho walked away