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BmFew of the sins of the father Are vDisited upon the son A/EHearts have been hard Hands have been clenched into Efists too long
Our Bmsons need never be soldiers Our Ddaughters will never need guns A/EThese are the years between These are the years that were Ehard fought an won
BmContracts torn at the edges Old sDignatures stained with tears SeaA/Esons of war and grace The should not be forEgotten years
BmStill it aches like tetanus It Dreeks of politics A/EHow many dreams remain This is a feeling too Estrong to contain
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The harDdest years the darkest years the Groaring years the Afallen years DThese should not be forAgotten years The harDdest years the wildest years the Gdesperate and divAided years BmWe will reDmember These should not be forAgotten years
BmOur shore line was never invaded OurD country was never in flames A/EThis is the calm we breathe This is the feeling too strongE to contain
BmStill it aches like tetanus It Dreeks of politics A/ESignatures stained with tears Who can remember? We've Egot to remember
Chorus: The hardest years, the darkest years... 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