From the recording The Midnight Commander
Lyrics
A stormy Sunday morning, the rain was pouring down
So I took refuge in the library up town
There I sulked and fretted, like an angry child
Until one of the librarians sat next to me and smiled
He was tall and he was handsome, and his smile was like the sun
He said "I think you need some help, you're looking rather glum"
I hesitated briefly, then opened up my soul
And told him why I wandered through the wet and cold
I said I am looking for heroes
Light to drive the dark away, a Superman to save the day
But all the skies are emptiness and grey
Ordinary, every day, nine to five with bills to pay
Captain Marvel's far away
Tell me, where have all the heroes gone?
Everything's a story, change the story, change the world
And here you'll find the answer to the question you have hurled
There's no more fertile soil for the heroes that we need
Than all the stories gathered here for everyone to read
For this is where the Hero's Journey starts
Every word on every page will guide a growing heart
Now flying through the sky, that sounds like fun
But heroes are in everyone, not the few, not the one
Love and justice daily done
Here's the secret that your quest has won
Heroes are not born they are honestly made
By the sweat of their brow, and the tools of their trade
Sometimes with iron, and sometimes with steel
But always with love and the courage to feel
The labors of Hercules close to their breast
Day in and day out with no room to rest
They look just like you and they look just like me
With their capes tucked up neatly for no one to see
Well I sat there bewildered, I sat there perplexed
Don't heroes all wear leather and spandex
If what he was saying was true and was right
Heroes might be everywhere, hidden in plain site
And then there came a voice by our knees
A very young boy said "Mr. Kent help me please!
My mother said you'd tell me where to look
To find this very special book,
all about the dinosaurs,
with lots of color pictures,
mostly from the late Cretaceous
but before to the Cenomanian-Turonian boundary event
because that's the best part of the Mesozoic era
when Tyrannosaurus Rex and Quetzelcoatlus were around
and they are so totally cool!!
Mr. Kent help me please?
"Now that I can do!" cried the man as he rose
Pointing the child towards the books that he chose
He winked as he passed and I saw on his chest
Under his shirt the red shape of an S
Heroes are not born they are honestly made
By the sweat of their brow, and the tools of their trade
Sometimes with iron, and sometimes with steel
But always with love and the courage to feel