G C x4 Verse 1: like a whirlwind. Verse 3: Where's all my heroes, have they all gone away. If I ever needed a savior, today's the day. I think about my children, what will I leave for them, just old beaten down war torn streets in a dead and barren land. Chorus Solo G C x2 Verse 4: Now every time I look at you, I end up looking at myself, for everything you hide in your closet, I've hidden somewhere else, and sometimes when you see me, you're going to point and laugh, saying there goes (azchords.com)