The Reclusive Hero Songtext
von The Ladybug Transistor

In the pilot′s chair, in the first seat of the plane,
And from where I sit, the view's just the same.
Over the garden now, we turn on down your street.
This is where you live, but there′s no home I see.

Thought that was all you desired,
A reclusive hero for hire.
Just put one back on the shelf,
Knowing that you won't sleep well.


In a crowded room, there's not much room to breathe.
It seems the kitchen now is quite the scene.
The words came off my wrist, washed by the rain
Of a thousand tears that came too late.

They couldn′t spell out your name,
Living beneath feeling pain,
Thought that was all you desired,
A reclusive hero for hire.
Now you′re beginning to tire,
A desperate hero for hire.
Just put one back on the shelf,
Knowing that you won't sleep well.

I′m walking down the street, absorbed by this maze.