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Tell me, how do we begin this tragic tale |
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When centuries of fear and hate have left a bloody trail? |
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And will there come a time we'll live to see |
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The sins of our fathers and mothers will cease to be? |
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And can we find a way to live and let live |
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When we know the hardest part is learning to forgive? |
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And who will be the first and who will be last |
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To admit that the future can never be lived in the past? |
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So pray tonight, pray we must |
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But prayers alone cannot build the trust |
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For all those people whose |
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Vengeance is their vow |
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Eye for eye, tooth for tooth |
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Who among us will speak the truth? |
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So our children's children |
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Will live in peace somehow |
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One hundred years from now |
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And how do we repair the damage done? |
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To all of those who've known the loss |
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Of daughters and of sons |
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And can we really feel another's pain? |
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While the killing continues |
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From Adam and |
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Abel to Cain |
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Eye for eye, tooth for tooth |
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Who among us will speak the truth? |
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So our children's children |
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Will live in peace somehow |
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One hundred years from now |
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So pray tonight, we kill the beast |
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That lives among us from west to east |
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And to all those people whose |
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Vengeance is their vow |
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Eye for eye, tooth for tooth |
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Who among us will speak the truth? |
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So our children's children |
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Will live in peace somehow |
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One hundred years from now |
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One hundred years from now |
