Her alarm goes off
And she gets up to watch the morning news
Doesn't work no more
But tells a lot of stories 'bout her youth
Drinks more lately
And got pills in many different colors too
Morning light is showing
She moves the chair to look out at her view
But a shop was built right across the street
And it stands were the sunrise used to be
In the afternoons on the couch to read
Goes through old pictures and memories
Our heroes have been forgotten
Our heroes so brave and bold
Our heroes have been forgotten
Our heroes oh they got old
Our heroes have been forgotten
Our heroes so brave and bold
Our heroes have been forgotten
Our heroes oh they got old
Our heroes oh they got old
Our heroes oh they got old
Smiles they fade because
Her daughter only visits once a month
Since she got a family of her own
It's kept the two apart
Used to have so many visitors
But now the only one
Is the nurse that helps her
Move the chair to look out at the Sun
But a shop was built right across the street
And it stands were the sunrise used to be
In the afternoons on the couch to read
Goes through old pictures and memories
Our heroes have been forgotten
Our heroes so brave and bold
Our heroes have been forgotten
Our heroes oh they got old
Our heroes have been forgotten
Our heroes so brave and bold
Our heroes have been forgotten
Our heroes oh they got old
People don't stay the same you know
I just hope their stories will still be told
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