[Verse 1]
Few of the sins of the father
Are visited upon the son
Hearts have been hard
Hands have been clenched in a fist too long
[Verse 2]
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
[Verse 3]
Now, contracts torn at the edges
Old signatures stained with tears
Seasons of war and peace
These should not be forgotten years
[Pre-Chorus]
Still it aches like tetanus
It reeks of politics
How many dreams remain?
This is a feeling too strong to contain
[Chorus]
The hardest years, the darkest years
The roarin' years, the fallen years
These should not be forgotten years
Few of the sins of the father
Are visited upon the son
Hearts have been hard
Hands have been clenched in a fist too long
[Verse 2]
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
[Verse 3]
Now, contracts torn at the edges
Old signatures stained with tears
Seasons of war and peace
These should not be forgotten years
[Pre-Chorus]
Still it aches like tetanus
It reeks of politics
How many dreams remain?
This is a feeling too strong to contain
[Chorus]
The hardest years, the darkest years
The roarin' years, the fallen years
These should not be forgotten years
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