Forgotten Years

Midnight Oil · Essential Oils [2012]

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 will never be soldiers, our daughters will never need guns

These are the yrs between

These are the yrs that were hard fought and won

Contracts torn at the edges, old signatures stained with tears

Seasons of war and grace, 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 yrs, the roarin' yrs, the fallen yrs

These should not be forgotten yrs

The hardest yrs, the wildest yrs, the desperate and divided yrs

We will remember, these should not be forgotten yrs



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 yrs, the darkest yrs..

Forsaking aching breaking yrs, the time and tested heartbreak yrs

These should not be forgotten yrs

The blinded yrs, the binded yrs, the desperate and divided yrs

These should not be forgotten yrs, remember