Generation 42 |
Strange and sudden came the storm that night |
Night of terror, nineteen forty two |
Seemed those clouds would only bring us snow |
Instead there came a war |
Green soldiers at the door and fear |
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And so I was for all that night |
To dream of all the freedom |
Where bells could ring and we could sing |
And I could cry |
Without a hand to cover my mouth |
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Back in nineteen forty two, my generation |
All we ever had to do was sleep and cry for milk |
Back in nineteen forty two, my generation |
All we ever had to do was try to keep alive |
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Time has shoveled all those memories |
Schoolfriends and the dreams we dreamed of then |
Big ideas of how we'd reach success |
Be famous, move the world |
Be loved by pretty girls and old |
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Those days seem so far away |
We've all made our own lives |
As years go by, the more I try |
To find out where |
Those friends live, work, sing, where are they now? |
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Friends of nineteen forty two, my generation |
Do they all have families and children of their own? |
Friends of nineteen forty two, my generation |
They all have their grown-up dreams, that's just how it should be |