Madeleine Peyroux - All My Heroes

Here I am awake in a wilderness of lies Trying to assemble a suitable disguise Bleary eyed and seeking a sign I recognize Someone I can count on to be there as my guide All my heroes were failures in their eyes Losers, drunkards, fallen saints, and suicides I feel a fever break underneath my skin The earth begins to shake, trees bending in the wind The world is always changing it's changing in my sleep For the first time I am praying for my soul to keep All my heroes were rebels on the run Plagiarizers, vagabonds, vagrants every one But they lit fires in the shadows, all my heroes Cut pathways through the narrows, all my heroes What am I to do, where am I to go? How am I to pay the debts that I still owe? How am I to shift and rise above the tide How am I to live without them by my side? All my heroes were smaller than they seemed Malcontents, dreamers, ghosts in the machine But they lit fires in the shadows, all my heroes Cut pathways through the narrows, all my heroes