Who lives, who dies, who tells your story? And when my time is up, have I done enough? (The The orphanage) (Will they tell your story?) (Who lives, who dies, who tells your story?) Let me tell you what I wish I’d known When I was young and dreamed of glory

My mind is a safe And if I keep it then we all get rich My body is an orphanage orphanage We take everyone in Doing lines of dust and sweat Off last night's stage Just to feel like you If home is where the the heart is Then we're all just fucked