You are alive.

If you wake up each day with a smile

If to find beauty you can walk a mile

You are alive.

If melody can mesmerize you

If happiness is what defines you

You are alive.

If thoughts of tomorrow don’t haunt

If shadows of the past don’t taunt

You are alive.

If her eyes make your knees weak

If her smile makes the day less bleak

You are alive.

If you can let go of your fears

If you are not afraid of shedding tears

You are alive.

If you are who you want to be

Not who you should be

You are alive.

The Generation of Tomorrow

Oh mother, we have let you down
Disowned you, let you frown
We cut up your hair to build our homes
Gardens, and useless catacombs

We kill each other in front of your eyes
The blood, it comes up to our thighs
We destroy each other with big loud blasts
The effects of which will forever last

Lies your fate, in the hands of pollution
Your grand child, leader of your execution
Born of the mistakes we committed
Born with a gun, in his hand fitted

Dear mother, cast away your sorrow
For here are the generation of tomorrow
To kill your grandchild, re-kindle your life’s light
The generation that will make future bright