Where is the world we wanted
These aren't the shoes that I thought I'd grow into
These aren't the days we were promised
What do you do with the dreams that don't come true?
Halfway back to the bottom
I looked up, and I looked back in again
I got sold on the future
While we waited, the fields all turned to sand
Through our hands
Where is that rebel yell?
Lord knows I need it now
I could fake it, but I'm just too
Tired, tired, tired, tired, tired, tired
I miss that rebel yell
I guess those days are gone
Over my shoulder waiting
Bye, bye, bye, bye, bye, bye, bye, bye
As the choir was calling
I started telling the [?] to wait
These are the days I was promised
What do I do with the dreams that don't come true?
Where is that rebel yell?
I miss that rebel yell
Where is that rebel yell?
I miss that rebel yell