He didn't even say hello
He just sat down and started playing
Couldn't see the point of saying anything at all
Words are for those who can use them
Without music you can lose them
I've got ways to pick and choose them,
Write them on the wall.
Now's the time for kings and heroes
Now's the time for crying loud
Now's the time for searching in the faces of the crowd
What's the point in being frightened
Here you answer none at all
Don't run down that dead end alley
If you hear me call.
(instrumental)
Now's the time for kings and heroes
Now's the time for crying loud
Now's the time for searching in the faces of the crowd
What's the point in being frightened
Here you answer none at all
Don't run down that dead end alley
If you hear me call.