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Heroes of My Youth

Heroes of My Youth

Heroes of My Youth

Where are the heroes of yesterday?

What of the parts they were meant to play?

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Legends past, their achievements gone

The river of time, it grew too strong.

No more heroes, pray end the age

A generation now upstaged

The revolutionary slain by ire

The musician cliched his heart’s desire

The starving artists starved to death

The singer age made short of breath

Shattered idols, shattered dreams

A world the new young never see

The heroes of yesterday are gone

The duty of us now, make the dream live on.