Verse
You, who are on the road
Must have a code you try to live by
And so become yourself
Because the past is just a goodbye
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Teach your children well
Their father’s hell did slowly go by
Feed them on your dreams
The one they pick’s the one you’ll know by
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Chorus
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
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Verse 2
And you, of tender years
Can’t know the fears your elders grew by
Help them with your youth
They seek the truth before they can die
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Chorus