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I've gone through life white-knuckled In the moments that left me behind Refusing to heed the yield I penetrate the force fields in the blind They say I'll adjust God knows I must But I'm not sure how This natural selection picked me out to be A dark horse running in a fantasy
Flesh and bone And I'm running out of time Flesh and bone
Somewhere outside that finish line I square up and break through the chains And I hit like a raging bull Anointed by the blood, I take the reins Cut from the cloth of the flag That bears the name "Battle born"
They'll call me the contender They'll listen for the bell With my face flashing crimson from the fires of hell
What are you afraid of? And what are you made of? Flesh and bone And I'm running out of time Flesh and bone And what are you made of? Flesh and bone Man I'm turning on a dime Flesh and bone
This could decay Like the valley below Defenses are down Stakes are high (Let's get out the crowd for a face of compassion) The fairytale end (To face out the journey to force us no more) The staggering blow (You'll find the truth in the roots of desire) You lead with your chin (Sitting in your corner, just a compass and the sun) This could be real Simple
And what are you made of? Flesh and bone And I'm running out of time Flesh and bone What are you made of?
He faces forward Trading his blindness For the glow of love And time is raging May it rage in vain And ya always had it But you never knew So boots and saddles Get on your feet There's no surrender Because there's no retreat The bells are sobbing In this monster land We are the descendants Of giant men