You, who are on the road, must have a code that you can live by. And so, become yourself, because the past is just a good bye. Teach your children well, their fathers hell did slowly go by, And feed them on your dreams, the one they picked, the one youre known by. Dont you ever ask them why, if they told you you would cry, So just look at them and sigh, and know they love you. And you, of the tender years, cant know the fears that your elders grew by. And so please help them with your years, they seek the truth before they can die. Teach your parents well, their childrens hell, will slowly go by. And feed them on your dreams, the one they picked, the one youre known by. Dont you ever ask them why, if they told you you would cry, So just look at them and sigh, and know they love you.
Posted on: Tue, 05 Nov 2013 23:09:36 +0000
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