Glen Burtnick - Brave hearts

The air is thick with daylight dies
Electric headlights rule the skies

The steely lion finds its place
As rainbow colors line its face
Freedom fighters walk their way
Crashing through the turnstiles
Heading for tomorrow

Brave hearts beat to the jungle's city rhythm
Brave hearts beat in the night
Whoa-oh-oh
Brave hearts beat to the jungle's city rhythm
Jungle calling for me

The heat is off, your skin is tense
The spark of leather clouds your sense
The 45s are on the rise
With streaks of lightning in your eyes
You're unaware of yesterday
Just working on a plan to make it to tomorrow

Brave hearts beat to the jungle's city rhythm
Brave hearts beat in the night
Whoa-oh-oh
Brave hearts beat to the jungle's city rhythm
Jungle calling for me
Oh

Crossing over gilded spears
Toying with your secret fears
Sweeping all the dream grass up in a line
Gets you through this jungle
Its blowing through your heart like wine

Brave hearts beat to the jungle's city rhythm
Brave hearts beat to the jungle's city rhythm
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
Brave hearts beat to the jungle's city rhythm
Brave hearts beat to the jungle's city rhythm
Brave hearts beat to the jungle's city rhythm
Jungle calling for me
Yeah