Bitter are the faces that won't look back
Broken are the bones we could not crack
Missing are the peices that fit in their own way
Fallen are the ones who thought that we'd fade away
Beaten are the ones who still claim to be the strong
Forgotten are those who still sing the old songs
Missing are our fathere they led astray and fallen are the agels we thought would never fade
& deaf ears fall on us without a cry & idle hands surround our throats today
Nowhere generation take it to the streets our own parade
Marching to the beat our own brigade
Never gonna fade away
Tonight's the night we walk alone
Today we walk on grounds hollow & we bind together to live our lives and right for what we know is right