Song | Forgotten Years |
Artist | Midnight Oil |
Album | 20,000 Watts R.S.L.: Greatest Hits |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Hirst, Moginie | |
Few of the sins of the father, are visited upon the son | |
Hearts have been hard, our hands have been clenched in a fist too long | |
Our sons need never be soldiers, our daughters will never need guns | |
These are the years between | |
These are the years that were hard fought and won | |
Contracts torn at the edges, old signatures stained with tears | |
Seasons of war and peace, these should not be forgotten years | |
Still it aches like tetanus, it reeks of politics | |
How many dreams remain? This is a feeling too strong to contain | |
The hardest years, the darkest years, the roarin' years, the fallen years | |
These should not be forgotten years | |
The hardest years, the wildest years, the desperate and divided years | |
We will remember, these should not be forgotten years | |
Our shoreline was never invaded, our country was never in flames | |
This is the calm we breathe, this is a feeling too strong to contain | |
Still it aches like tetanus, it reeks of politics | |
Signatures stained with tears, who can remember | |
We've got to remember | |
The hardest years, the darkest years, the roarin' years, the fallen years | |
These should not be forgotten years | |
The hardest years, the wildest years, the desperate and divided years | |
We will remember, these should not be forgotten years | |
The hardest years, the darkest years, the roarin' years, the fallen years | |
These should not be forgotten years | |
The hardest years, the wildest years, the desperate and divided years | |
We will remember, these should not be forgotten years | |
The hardest... | |
Forsaking aching breaking years, the time and tested heartbreak years | |
These should not be forgotten years | |
The blinded years, the binded years, the desperate and divided years | |
These should not be forgotten years, remember |
zuo ci : Hirst, Moginie | |
Few of the sins of the father, are visited upon the son | |
Hearts have been hard, our hands have been clenched in a fist too long | |
Our sons need never be soldiers, our daughters will never need guns | |
These are the years between | |
These are the years that were hard fought and won | |
Contracts torn at the edges, old signatures stained with tears | |
Seasons of war and peace, these should not be forgotten years | |
Still it aches like tetanus, it reeks of politics | |
How many dreams remain? This is a feeling too strong to contain | |
The hardest years, the darkest years, the roarin' years, the fallen years | |
These should not be forgotten years | |
The hardest years, the wildest years, the desperate and divided years | |
We will remember, these should not be forgotten years | |
Our shoreline was never invaded, our country was never in flames | |
This is the calm we breathe, this is a feeling too strong to contain | |
Still it aches like tetanus, it reeks of politics | |
Signatures stained with tears, who can remember | |
We' ve got to remember | |
The hardest years, the darkest years, the roarin' years, the fallen years | |
These should not be forgotten years | |
The hardest years, the wildest years, the desperate and divided years | |
We will remember, these should not be forgotten years | |
The hardest years, the darkest years, the roarin' years, the fallen years | |
These should not be forgotten years | |
The hardest years, the wildest years, the desperate and divided years | |
We will remember, these should not be forgotten years | |
The hardest... | |
Forsaking aching breaking years, the time and tested heartbreak years | |
These should not be forgotten years | |
The blinded years, the binded years, the desperate and divided years | |
These should not be forgotten years, remember |
zuò cí : Hirst, Moginie | |
Few of the sins of the father, are visited upon the son | |
Hearts have been hard, our hands have been clenched in a fist too long | |
Our sons need never be soldiers, our daughters will never need guns | |
These are the years between | |
These are the years that were hard fought and won | |
Contracts torn at the edges, old signatures stained with tears | |
Seasons of war and peace, these should not be forgotten years | |
Still it aches like tetanus, it reeks of politics | |
How many dreams remain? This is a feeling too strong to contain | |
The hardest years, the darkest years, the roarin' years, the fallen years | |
These should not be forgotten years | |
The hardest years, the wildest years, the desperate and divided years | |
We will remember, these should not be forgotten years | |
Our shoreline was never invaded, our country was never in flames | |
This is the calm we breathe, this is a feeling too strong to contain | |
Still it aches like tetanus, it reeks of politics | |
Signatures stained with tears, who can remember | |
We' ve got to remember | |
The hardest years, the darkest years, the roarin' years, the fallen years | |
These should not be forgotten years | |
The hardest years, the wildest years, the desperate and divided years | |
We will remember, these should not be forgotten years | |
The hardest years, the darkest years, the roarin' years, the fallen years | |
These should not be forgotten years | |
The hardest years, the wildest years, the desperate and divided years | |
We will remember, these should not be forgotten years | |
The hardest... | |
Forsaking aching breaking years, the time and tested heartbreak years | |
These should not be forgotten years | |
The blinded years, the binded years, the desperate and divided years | |
These should not be forgotten years, remember |