Driving by your house, but you don’t live here nowIt’s not even on my way, But I wanted think on howIt felt to walk this road, all the years beforeWe were hardened to it allDriving by the park, we loved when we were youngBefore you turned so strange, oh where have you goneI walked you down this road, only years beforeWe were hardened to it allHardened to it allHardened to it allWe areJamie moved away, grew up and got a jobI’ve seen him now and thenHe says he’s happy but he’s notHe’s still the boy he was, only years beforeWe were hardened to it allHardened to it allAll you can never hope to change, because the fight is so uncleanAll you defeatists raise your hands, and grease the old machineUntil you’re hardened to it allWe areNot deadDriving by your house, but you don’t live here nowIt’s not even on my way, but I wanted to think on howIt felt to walk this road, all years beforeWe were hardened to it allHardened to it allAll you can never hope to change, because the fight is so uncleanAll you defeatists raise your hands, and grease the old machineUntil you’re hardened to it allLike all the grayest little men, remember all they used to beIf this is all we ever have, well it was good enough for meCome on, defeatists raise your hands, and grease the old machineUntil you’re hardened to it allTil you are hardened to it all