Few of the sins of the father Are visited upon the son Hearts have been hard Hands have been clenched into fists too long Our sons need never be soldiers
Our daughters will never need guns These are the years between These are the years that were hard fought and won Now, contracts torn at the edges Old signatures stained with tears Seasons of war and grace These should not be forgotten years Still it aches like tetanus It reeks of politics How many dreams remain? This is a feeling too strong to contain The hardest years is the darkest years Is the roarinÂŽ years, the fallen years These should not be forgotten years The hardest years, the wildest years The desperate and divided years We will remember (These should not be forgotten years)
Our shoreline was never invaded Our country was never in flames This is the calm we breathe This is a feeling too strong to contain Still it aches like tetanus It reeks of politics Signatures stained with tears Who can remember? WeÂŽve got to remember The hardest years, the darkest years The roarinÂŽ years, the fallen years These should not be forgotten years The hardest years, the wildest years The desperate and divided years We will remember (These should not be forgotten years) I said itÂŽs the hardest years, the darkest years The roarinÂŽ years, the fallen years These should not be forgotten years
The hardest years, the wildest years The desperate and divided years We will remember (These should not be forgotten years) Forsaking, aching, breaking years The time and tested heartbreak years Who needs your mother sing to you now The blinded years, the binded years The desperate and divided years These should not be forgotten years (These should not be forgotten years) Remember Oh, we will try