A day will come when the fire dies With light shimmering less at night The reflection you have known may not be what you want Still you carry on the best you can Muster up a little pride and then Shut your mouth and keep your feet moving for a change Would you die for a blaze of glory In a young rebellion story? It's easy to get bitter growing old A little jaded, angry and cold Losing touch with the ones you love whether you know it or not But when you wake and find yourself alone With a broken mast and a shattered hull You'll recall who was steering the ship when it all went down Would you die for a blaze of glory In a young rebellion story? Would you trade it all to begin again? There's always something that you can't remiss There's always something that you can't dismiss You better hold tight, the storm will try to break you There's always something that you can't ignore The reality will settle scores You better hold tight if you are looking for war Would you die for a blaze of glory In a young rebellion story? Would you die for a blaze of glory In a young rebellion story?