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 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 just 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!
