I never was much good at walking lines
I never learned the right steps to the straight and narrow path
and I regret to say that I don't remember faith in anything
So I found my own way with a little help from my friends

You can't write a song if you've never lost anything you truly loved
You can't start a fire crying in the rain

Cause we all play a part in history
Then we all end up just a memory

Around here it's either do or die
No one really wants to know your name, or cares where you come from
All the pain you think you know there's always someone just below
Gettin' by, just living high, the story goes

So light a fire, leave it all behind
Hit the road or lose your mind
Steal a heart and find what you really need

Cause we all play a part in history
Then we all end up just a memory, to someone else we leave behind
Gonna leave this place behind

Don't regret what you never tried
Sing what's left inside
When nothing really matters you got nothing left to lose
Look to me for something to believe

You can't write a song if you've never lost anything you truly loved
You can't start a fire crying in the rain.
So light a fire, leave it all behind
Hit the road or lose your mind
Find out what it is you really need

Cause we all play a part in history and we all end up just a memory
Cause we all play a part in history and we all end up just a memory


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