Must have a code that you can live by
because the past is just a goodbye.
So teach your children well,
their father's hell did slowly go by.
And feed them on your dreams
The one they pick, the one you'll know by
Don't you ever ask them why
If they told you you would cry
So just look at them and sigh
And you, of tender years,
can't know the fears that
And so please help them with your youth
They seek the truth before they can die
Don't you ever ask them why
If they told you, you would cry
So just look at them and sigh
So teach your parents well
Their children's hell will slowly go by
And feed them on your dreams
Don't you ever ask them why
If they told you you would cry
So just look at them and sigh
So teach your children well
Their father's hell did slowly go by
And feed them on your dreams
Don't you ever ask them why,
if they told you you would cry
So just look at them and sigh
