| A Hero�s Welcome The streets are the same And the sky is the same The routine of work The monotony and predictable day It used to bring comfort An expected sequence of events The simplicity of routine This bland existence A life once secure and idle Without hope or fantasy Ready to accept birth, work, and death My duties are second to memories Curious and perplexed The rules and standards To which I held myself Expecting a just reward for my efforts Of course I feel cheated My worship and care The love that you said was a lie Sour and angry in word and deed I still wonder and dream Claiming to be happy that you left I can't help but wish you The best and the cruelest Sick and empty is your memory The fire that was in my heart Has poisoned my brain So burned and ruined If only to see you again Doubtful to share a kiss When you come back home To visit old friends And tell of adventure A lover is waiting |