You who are on the road must have a code that you can live by
And so become yourself because the past is just a good bye
Teach your children well their father's hell did slowly go by
And feed them on your dreams the one they fix the one you'll know by
Don't you ever ask them why if they told you you would cry
So just look at them and sigh and know they love you
And you of the tender years can't know the fears that your elders grew by
And so please help them with your youth
They seek the truth before they can die
Teach your parents well their children's hell will slowly go by
And feed them on your dreams the one they fix the one you'll know by
Don't you ever ask them why if they told you you would cry
So just look at them and sigh and know they love you
