Have you ever
Poured your heart out
Watch it spill
Upon the dirty floor
Leaving that one
And only single doubt
Which builds us
Stronger than before
What good is a hit song
If they can’t clap-clap for more
What good is a brick house
If it hasn’t a steel front door
We spend years
Dreaming of our futures
Making wishes
On setting suns
All these days
Wash out clearer
Through the tears
Of our daughters
And the laughter
Of our sons
They spend years
Dreaming of their futures
Betting on
The setting suns
Crossing southern borders
On their feet
To the beat
Of one by one
What good
Is a steel safe
If giving
Away the store
Hard to swallow
Doctors orders
As they quack-
Quack more and more
Know what
They’ve become
All these days
Wash out clearer
Through the laughter
Of our daughters
And the tears
Of our sons