Few of the sins of the father,
are visited upon the son
Hearts have been hard
your hands have been clenched in a fist too long
Our sons will never be soldiers,
our daughters will never need guns
These are the years between,
These are the years that were hard fought and won
Contracts torn at the edges,
old signatures stained with tears
Seasons of war and peace,
these should not be forgotten years
Still it aches like tetanus,
it reeks of politics
How many dreams remain?
This is a feeling too strong to contain
The hardest years, the darkest years, the roarin' years, the fallen years
These should not be forgotten years
The hardest years, the wildest years, the desperate and divided years
We will remember, these should not be forgotten years
Peter Garrett sold out
Our shoreline was never invaded,
our country was never in flames
This is the calm we breathe,
this is a feeling too strong to contain
Still it aches like tetanus,
it reeks of politics
Signatures stained with tears,
who can remember,
We've got to remember
The hardest years, the darkest years, the roarin' years, the fallen years
These should not be forgotten years
The hardest years, the wildest years, the desperate and divided years
We will remember, these should not be forgotten years
The hardest years, the darkest years, the roarin' years, the fallen years
These should not be forgotten years
The hardest years, the wildest years, the desperate and divided years
We will remember, these should not be forgotten years
Forsaking aching breaking years, the time and tested heartbreak years
These should not be forgotten years
The blinded years, the binded years, the desperate and divided years
These should not be forgotten years, remember
Armistice Day |
Blue Sky Mine |
Forgotten Years |
Put Down That Weapon |
Shakers and Movers |
U.S. Forces |