Uncertain

Heavy from walking

We stopped for the night

Near the shallow river

A never fright

But night fell on us before dawn

'Till all of our hope was over drawn

If every man lay down his gun

We would no longer be

'Cause your war is your sickness

And so it's our disease

O distant constant quarrelling lot

Your risk is greater than what you've got

Open your high road

You drag us along, the long road

Of our brothers gone

We didn't fight back

We fought to escape

Smuggling gasoline for food

Before we were of age

Your war is your sickness

And so it's our disease

O distant constant quarrelling lot

Your risk is greater than what you've got

Open your high road

You carry us along, the long road

Of our brothers gone

'Cause we are so uncertain

Of the future, that we may face

And we don't like the burning

Of the very flame we had in place

Some day we will be replaced by the guns of the sons and their fatherless rage

And we are not deserting

But we see no course to take

You hear the curtain falls

And heralds the curtain calls

Come out, come alive

Time is no lie

Everyone now in a row

So quiet and so devout

Can you resign yourself to accept

A better hell

We'll not fall in their curse

Facing life in prison or possibly worse

Our fathers are calling mass

Asking us to drink from the pain of their past life

O distant constant quarrelling lot

Your risk is greater than what you've got

Open your high road

You carry us along, the long road

Of our brothers gone

'Cause we are so uncertain

Of the future, that we may face

And we don't like the burning

Of the very flame we had in place

Some day we will be replaced by the guns of the sons and their fatherless rage

And we are not deserting

But we see no course to take