Few of the sins of the father, are visited upon the son Hearts have been hard, our hands have been clenched in a fist 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 peace, 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
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