You, who are on the road

Must have a code that you can live by

And so become yourself

Because the past is just a goodbye

Teach your children well

Their father's hell did slowly go by

And feed them on your dreams

The one they picks, the one you'll know by

Don't you ever ask them why

If they told you, you will cry

So just look at them and sigh

And know they love you

And you, of tender years

Can't know the fears that your elders grew by

And so please help them with your youth

They seek the truth before they can die

Teach your parents well

Their children's hell will slowly go by

And feed them on your dreams

The one they picks, the one you'll know by

Don't you ever ask them why

If they told you, you would cry

So just look at them and sigh

And know they love you