(verse)
The darkness comes, the angels fall, the gods are gone,
And the children cry out longing for tomorrow.
Our country bleeds with battered souls,
We try to do what's right but what is wrong.
(chorus)
Trying to grow up but trying not to grow old,
We're losing sight of where we are going.
And we're breakin'ties with each others lives,
And we can't find our way back home.
(verse)
A mother cries, her child is gone,
Grown up now to fight a foreign war all for glory.
So many tears drown the souls
Of the young ones trying to be strong.
(chorus)