And so they came with perfect schemes
And precious dreams that made them one;
One by one
Oh, and there they stood, lost in the haze,
But spirits blazing like the sun:
Mothers and daughters,
Fathers and sons.
They held the light.
Yes, they did
And it shined all night.
Oh, all night.
And they took the blows.
Yes, they did,
Never letting go.
Oh, no, oh, no,
Oh, no.
And so they came with perfect schemes
And precious dreams that made them one;
One by one.
Oh, look up and see the eagles fly
And fill the sky beneath the sun.
Mothers and daughters,
Fathers and sons.
You hold the light.
Yes, you do.
And you’ve got the right.
Oh, got the right.
And you’ll feel the blows.
Yes, you will.
Don’t you dare let go.
Oh, no, oh, no.
And we have the right.
Yes, we do.
Down in black and white.
Oh, oh, oh, oh.
And we made it so.
Yes, we did.
And we won’t let go.
Oh, no, oh, no…