GF#mAmDG GEvery generation CBlames the one before And Gall of their frustrations, Come Cbeating on your door FI know that I'm a prisoner To all my Father held so dear AmI know that I'm a hostage To all his hopes and fears DI just wish I could have told him, in the living Gyears Crumpled bits of paper, CFilled with imperfect thought GStilted conversations, I'm Cafraid that's all we've got FYou say you just don't see it, He says it's perfect sense AmYou just can't get agreement, In this present tense DWe all talk a different language, Talking in deGfence Say it loud, say it Cclear You can Amlisten as Dwell as you Ghear It's too late when we Cdie To adAmmit we don't Dsee eye to Geye So we open up a quarrel, Between the Cpresent and the past We only Gsacrifice the future, It's the Cbitterness that lasts So FDon't yield to the fortunes, You sometimes see as fate DAnd if you don't give up, and don't give, in You may Gjust be OK. Say it loud, say it Cclear You can Amlisten as Dwell as you Ghear It's too late when we Cdie To adAmmit we don't Dsee eye to Geye I wasn't there that morning, When my CFather passed away I Gdidn't get to tell him, All the Cthings I had to say I Fthink I caught his spirit, Later that same year I'm Amsure I heard his echo, In my baby's new born tears DI just wish I could have told him in the living Gyears Say it loud, say it Cclear You can Amlisten as Dwell as you Ghear It's too late when we
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