Stirring late at night when others sleep so peaceful
I don't care, it's here for the taking
Turning comic book page
Are there those who live to save the day?
Could I be one of them?

There are heroes in our heads and living under beds
Invisible to eyes they are supersonic spies
With overwhelming odds
But there is now a cost for heroes
It's just the way they are, heroes
They travel near and far and
Then they go back home to think about tomorrow

Grasping for the short stray
Some would say it is a mistake, and I do not blame them
Chasing lines of drawings
Faces turn to look for a surprise
But is it the real thing

There are heroes in our heads and living under beds
Invisible to eyes they are supersonic spies
With overwhelming odds
But there is now a cost for heroes
It's just the way they are, heroes
They travel near and far and
Then they go back home to think about tomorrow

This is the future, it is a cataclysmic dream
Does it suit you?
Is it like on the silver screen?
Heroes will come save us
Heroes will come save the day
We talk about our heroes
As were counting down to zero