hope for tomorrow

oh

brothers down

taking a ride in the big black van

i prayed and the mother sang

will you open your eyes

is the world insane?

front page

oh what a shame

emptied a mag in the middle of the game

our stains on the newstands

like a photograph in the killers hand

oh our sons are dying does someone know why?

all the tears are falling from the blind eye

what's its worth? forget your love for money

oh that curse will win and run you someday

and i still

have a hold

i still have a hope

a hope for tomorrow

oh

sisters down

laying a rose on her older brother

young soul as good as gold

i hear that boy was an up and comer

we prayed as the mother sang

will you open your eyes

is the world insane?

their faces all the same

fading away with forgotten names

oh our sons are dying does someone know why?

all the tears are falling from the blind eye

what's its worth? forget your love for money

oh that curse will win and run you someday

and i still

have a hold

i still have a hope

a hope for tomorrow

and i'm still hanging on

i'm still hanging on to yesterday

but i still

have a hold

i still have a hope

a hope for tomorrow