Face it fathers, you’ve got to see The faces of your sons and their place in history Face it fathers, your daughters need Nothing more from you so go on let them through with dignity
Don’t hold the time
I know youre comfortable but its time. There no more time to waste. We have all we need to go on. Weve studied your past and don’t like what we see. Put down your weapons and come join me - Join them, join us, be us See us, let us pass
Don’t hide the time Don’t fight the time
Off in the meadow is a field of kind, a field of colors, I hope you don’t mind There are people of different kinds so wont you fathers ease your minds
Off in the distance is a struggling soul, kept away so it can just grow old Put your guns down - thery're not here to fight, they're here to love like from above it’s a stunning sight!