Little did he know He cannot save the day (Day, day, day, day...) And little did he know He cannot take the pain away (Away...) He was struck by the curse of empathy Caught in the storm of those hurting His spirit longs to be free But he let them clip his wings His mind craves lucidity But he's bound by apathy Now little did he know That what you feed will grow (Grow) And little did he grow When he fed his sorrow (Oh oh) Cause he was planting seeds and reaping what he sows (What he sows) And so it goes (So it goes) His growing woes would show he ain't the hero His spirit longs to be free But he let them clip his wings His mind craves lucidity But he's bound by apathy His spirit longs to be free (The hero can not find his wings) But he let them clip his wings (The hero can not find his wings) His mind craves lucidity (The hero can not find his wings) But he's bound by apathy (The hero can not find his wings) His spirit longs to be free (The hero can not find his wings) But he let them clip his wings (The hero can not find his wings) His mind craves lucidity (The hero can not find his wings) But he's bound by apathy