Living Legend

Was it bitter then, with our backs against the wall?

Were we better men than we'd ever been before?

Say, if she came again today, would you still answer to the call?

Tell the truth, my friend, don't it matter anymore?

We were simple men, by her side when she was born

Talking about that dream

It was simple then, like the freedom when you fall

And we were smaller then, you see, but soon we gathered like a storm

They don't understand what that thunder meant at all

Was he crucified? Was he done in by the law?

Are you satisfied that he'll never ride again?

Some people say he got away, they say he never died at all

If that story's true, does it bother you, my friend?

Was it bitter then, with our backs against the wall?

Saved two thousand years ago

Were we better men than we'd ever been before?

Two hundred years ago

Say, if she came again today, would you still answer to the call?

Or tomorrow

Tell the truth, my friend, don't it matter anymore?