The hero stands, his time was golden
His courage fierce, but now it's foldin'
He saved the day, now tales are told
His silver screen, now aged and old

He's the soft rock, soft rock savior
Give me, give me, give me the twilight years
Lights have dimmed (lights have dimmed)
On stardust scenes that once were bold
Hearts once raced, now beats are slow
Memories in frames, silver turned to gold

He's the soft rock, soft rock hero
Living, living in the afterglow
Fanfares fade, the curtain's falling
Whispers call where shadows play
Glory days, their echoes haunting
In the wings, where heroes stay

Golden trophies line the mantel
Yet his eyes chase distant lands
His heart still dreams of wild adventures
Chasing villains, saving strangers
The spotlight's gone, his path unwinds
Along the trails of his vintage rhymes

In the twilight, the soft rock legend
Holds onto, onto the fading ember
Now he walks on through the quiet aisle
Each step a tale from his filmic isle
Gentle nods from those who recall
The hero's rise, the inevitable fall

But in the mirror, the twinkle still gleams
It's not the end, there's more it seems
There's a fire, still alive in his eyes
Mortal man, with immortal ties
Through the scenes, critics rave, fans embrace
A storied career he can never replace

He's the one, the soft rock icon
Through the winds of time, he's still pressing on
So let the credits roll (the credits roll)
Reel of life, it's time for bowing
When the action fades, his heart still yearns
For one last quest, his spirit's prowling

Still the hero, our soft rock phantom
Through the silence, his legacy we chant
In his chair, he softly whispers
Tales of chases, love, and blisters
His peace found in quiet reflection
In every line, a life's connection

The call to action, just a memory
Yet in his heart, it roars like a symphony