Children

Children, finish what we started
They may only live in the world we give them
Children, will they be brokenhearted?
They may never know what they’re missing
We gotta take it easy
We gotta take it slow
We gotta leave 'em something
Somewhere to go
All the children are the heirs (children are the heirs)
Taking what we give them
Will they even care, (will they even care?)
Or will they do what we did?
Children, staring at the ocean
They just want to play in the water -- but it’s black
We gotta take it easy
We gotta take it slow
We gotta leave 'em something
Somewhere to go
All the children are the heirs (children are the heirs)
Taking what we give them
Will they even care, (will they even care?)
Or will they do what we did?
We are all the victims of our heavy hands
Who will make the children understand?
Children are the heirs (children are the heirs)
Taking what we give them
Will they even care, (will they even care?)
Or will they do what we did?