2013 I was born in the Spring and raised as a child through the years of the great harvest The last of the generation that blew away the prison walls of the past And we celebrated victory over the remains of the old order By blasting into space, into the mountains, into the forests and into the ice We sang songs of love and freedom And we vowed to protect the weak even as they were cast aside For the follies of everlasting youth were to be our new religion For each person’s dream was to be made flesh and the world it was ours As we slashed and we burned and laid waste to it all To the glory and the vanity of rock and roll Saying I want it all now As our children stood and watched us in silence Pray god they’ll forgive us So the seeds planted for the future withered even within our own lifetimes For it was the ties we so hated and destroyed that had made us strong And the walls of every house now echo with that old refrain There must be more money, there must be more money Remember all those songs of love and freedom As if they were the same thing – now we know they were not the same thing They echo in empty beauty down through the boarded-up streets To the sound of closing doors and the locking of the gates As we slashed and we burned and laid waste to it all To the glory and the vanity of rock and roll Saying I want it all, give me more and more As our children stood in silence and watched us And now pray god they’ll forgive us They’ve started filming for the final scenes We’re still becoming what has already been The stolen future and dissolving dream Tomorrow never comes but tomorrow came With the new day sun on our ageing skin As we stand here naked with our children’s hungry eyes upon us Pray god they’ll forgive us Published by Attack Attack Music
