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

Your father's hell

Did slowly go by

And feed

Them on your dreams

The one they picked

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 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

The children's hell

Will slowly go by

And feed

Them on your dreams

The one they picked

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