To my father what of your sons? All of your children Even the ones Sent out to martyr To face the gun Precious bodies opposed to bombs Led on, led on To take the path Where our bright future Is in our past To my father what of reason? Say what you will Believe what you want The record shows what we are not Our true desires Not our good thoughts Led on, led on To take the path Where our bright future Is in our past To my father what have you done? To the children Born innocent But come to harm For dreams of glory And just a line in history Led on, led on To take the path Where our bright future Is in our past ♪ To my father, what good may come? To let the children Walk alone To fear to fail And need no savior To be at peace in our true nature Lead on, lead on Oh, clear the path So our bright future May come to pass May come to pass May come to pass