So young they are to you and to me
So much of their lives being lived out unhappily
Listen to their cries
Free up their smothered little smiles
Cherish each and every youthful heart
Before it all falls apart
Can't take back yesterday
Can't take back the excuses we've made
Knowing you left, when you should have stayed
Don't smother their voices
Don't allow their dreams to die
They have so much to give
So let them grow, let them try
With more than a half-hearted promise from you and I
They have voices that need to be heard
So often silenced without a single-solitary word
You may say: 'I can't, not now, not much I can do'
But the blame and burden will be felt solely by you
The children of then, the children of now
You need only ask when, You need only ask how
They came into this world with only a life to cry
But it's our loving breath...
That pumps their beating heart before we die
They have so much to offer, so let them give
With a purity of heart...
To live out the dreams they're supposed to live
Seek out their love
Seek out their pain
Don't continue to ignore it over and over again
Stop it before that dark and fatal day
Before it all slips so silently away
For their silence is LOUD
Like a dark and eerie cloud
And we know, we'll see what we've missed
It'll be evident in the ego we affectionately kissed
And it'll haunt us one stark and lonely day
Like a shout in the dark, in a subtle kind of way
The Children's Voices
They'll have the final word
They'll have the final say
Yes,
They'll have the final word
They'll have the final say
