Few of the sings
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
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
the darkest years
the roarin' 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
we've got to remember
The hardest years
the darkest years
the roarin' years
the fallen years
These should not be
forgotten years
The hardest years
the wildest years
the desperate
and divided years
These should not be
forgotten years
I said
the hardest years
the darkest years
the roarin' years
the fallen years
These should not be
forgotten years
The hardest years
the wildest years
the desperate
and divided years
These should not be
forgotten years
Forsaking, aching,
breaking years
the time 'n' tested
heartbreak years
On each a mother
sing to you now
The blinded years
the binded years
the desperate
and divided years
These should not be
forgotten years
remember....