Copyright © 1998 by Jean-Frederic Vachon 7thson@compuserve.com

I knew he was different in his sexuality. I went to his parties as the straight minority. It never seemed a threat to my masculinity. He only introduced me to a wider reality. As the years went by, we drifted apart. When I heard that he was gone I felt a shadow cross my heart. But he's nobody's hero. Saves a drowning child. Cures a wasting disease. Hero, lands the crippled airplane. Solves great mysteries. Hero, not the handsome actor, who plays the hero's role. Hero, not the glamour girl who loves to sell her soul. If anybody's buying Nobody's Hero. I didn't know the girl, but I knew her family. All their lives were shattered in a nightmare of brutality. They try to carry on, try to bear the agony. Try to hold some faith in the goodness of humanity. As the years went by, we drifted apart. When I heard that she was gone, I felt a shadow cross my heart. But she's nobody's hero. Is the voice of reason against the howling mob. Hero, is the pride of purpose in the unrewarding job. Hero, not the champion player who plays the perfect game. Hero, not the glamour boy who loves to sell his name. Everybody's buying, Nobody's Hero. As the years went by, we drifted apart. When I heard that you were gone I felt a shadow cross my heart. But he's nobody's hero. Saves a drowning child. Cures a wasting disease. Hero, lands the crippled airplane. Solves great mysteries. Hero, not the handsome actor, who plays the hero's role. Hero, not the glamour girl who loves to sell her soul. If anybody's buying Nobody's Hero. Nobody's Hero. Hero. Nobody's Hero. Hero. Nobody's Hero.

Nobody's Hero (Rush)
Guitar
Bass
Drums
Acoustic Gtr
Vocals
Guitar 3
Vocals (echo)
Guitar 4
Synth
Gtr harmonic
Sequenced by
Jean-Frederic Vachon
jfvachon@oricom.ca
jfvachon@yahoo.com