Years Go By
Feelin' a creature crawling in my mouth
The sweetest secret aching to come out
Oh the days go by, the days go by
Oh sister tell me what the hell he's done
This web is tangled like a smoking gun
Oh the years go by, the years go by
Oh the years go by, the years go by
A coward tyrant causing a scene
His sick delusions roll daily on the screen
Oh the days go by, the days go by
Suppressed emotion that feeds on the young
Abuse of power and place it comes from
Oh the years go by, the years go by
Oh the years go by, the years go by
If you want to bring peace
To the land of the free
You would lay your weapons down
Between the white picket fence
And the apple tree
Lay your weapons down
A quick decision comes down to the wire
Will you put water or oil on the fire?
Oh the days go by, the water rises
Thousands of voices march for the cause
Freedom for few has come at a cost
Oh the years go by, the years go by
Oh the years go by, the years go by
If you want to bring peace
To the land of the free
You would lay your weapons down
Between the white picket fence
And the apple tree
Lay your weapons down
The sweetest secret aching to come out
Oh the days go by, the days go by
Oh sister tell me what the hell he's done
This web is tangled like a smoking gun
Oh the years go by, the years go by
Oh the years go by, the years go by
A coward tyrant causing a scene
His sick delusions roll daily on the screen
Oh the days go by, the days go by
Suppressed emotion that feeds on the young
Abuse of power and place it comes from
Oh the years go by, the years go by
Oh the years go by, the years go by
If you want to bring peace
To the land of the free
You would lay your weapons down
Between the white picket fence
And the apple tree
Lay your weapons down
A quick decision comes down to the wire
Will you put water or oil on the fire?
Oh the days go by, the water rises
Thousands of voices march for the cause
Freedom for few has come at a cost
Oh the years go by, the years go by
Oh the years go by, the years go by
If you want to bring peace
To the land of the free
You would lay your weapons down
Between the white picket fence
And the apple tree
Lay your weapons down
Credits
Writer(s): Dexter Nelson, Eliza Densmore
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