Generations

My friend you're so young just like I was listen
I am older now I know life is precious
You're hurting you are angry want to throw it all away
Call on me I will listen

I don't want or need you don't wanna be you
Life was precious look how you left us
The world is a hot box earth a hot mess
Precious more like hopeless

Young one you are so right so angry but can you hear it
Earth breathes earth calls she needs you yeah needs you
Made a start oh your turn to go take up the fight to heal
Call on me I will listen

I don't want your gods on capitol hill
Change can't stand up against the dollar
Their hands are dirty lie to all of us
Change you chose collateral damage

Young friend okay you feel your voice don't count
Whoa not true it does but you don't have a choice
No you can't take your vote home you gotta make it worth counting
Call on me I will listen

It's our time
We said to them
You need to let go
Yeah we said that too
Can't you hear us Couldn't hear a word we're saying
Echos in an empty room It's anything but empty

We're here we're left tough choices
Oh don't want to put this on our kids shoulders
The next generation does not deserve our failure
Leave this place better for them



Credits
Writer(s): Peter Mesha
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