Teach Your Children
You you're on the road
Must have a code, that you can live by,
And so become yourself,
Because the past is just a goodbye
So teach your children well,
Your father's hell is slowly gone by,
And feed them on your dreams,
The one they pick, the one you'll know by
Don't you ever ask them why, if they told you, you will cry,
Just look at them and sigh, and know they love you?
And you of tender years,
Can't know the fears that your elders grow by,
Please help them with their dreams,
They seek the truth, before they can die
So teach your parents well,
Their children's hell will slowly go by,
And feed them on your dreams,
The one they pick, the one you'll know by
Don't you ever ask them why, if they told you, you will cry,
Just look at them and sigh, and know they love you?
Don't you ever ask them why, if they told you, you will cry,
Just look at them and sigh, and know they love you?
And know they love you?