"Get in the car," he said, "and I'll take you home." You'll wander all those roads where boys buried souls like bones Unable to love, robbed of trust, unsure what to hold onto When sorting through the rubble a generation was buried in I didn't want to be the one standing on the bridge With hands locked and face pressed against the fence Staring at the underpass wondering where time went And what we could have said to avoid the rooms we were lured into Standing in darkest halls searching for a light so radiant And still we strive to be good men despite it She's convinced I tried while I wonder: If we did enough to quell the storms that surged in all of us Outwitting the homes that shook beneath your feet I had everything. You had nothing You can rest easy when I drag you here And at night when you're locked in the backseat by the tracks on memory lane With your head in your hands, facing what was taken And what shaped that anger Foolishly running into the arms of the absent I hope you remember that dignity begins in the hearts of the kids Though I dodged the hands I've longed to break since back then Believe me when I say for all our sake It wasn't theirs to take. It wasn't theirs to take Forever restless: this is our home So take care of each other because we are all we haveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
