Fathers And Sons - Kerry Livgren

The nations rage and yet they’re falling apart

Their walls and weapons won’t conquer the heart

And the fathers and sons, are carrying guns

They cover the earth like a flood

They labor in vain, for an end to the pain

But freedom was purchased in blood

And the blind lead the blind further away

Each man pursues the dream that’s calling his name

Each man’s desire is fanning the flame

And the fathers and sons, are carrying guns

They cover the earth like a flood

They labor in vain, for an end to the pain

But freedom was purchased in blood

And the blind lead the blind further away

They cry for rights and titles, still they won’t kneel

And so the wound refuses to heal

And the fathers and sons, are carrying guns

They cover the earth like a flood

They labor in vain, for an end to the pain

But freedom was purchased in blood

And the blind lead the blind

Always they’re striving but never arriving in time