We are more now
than we were then
Only to increase,
good will never win

This is our last
chance to redeem
the mistakes of the past,
easy, it'd seem

But of course,
with all these things
evil, and bad,
are you encouraging me?

People our age
fifty years ago
too late for them
And this, they know

Listen to your parents
and grandparents, too,
Listen to the things
they say to do

They are wise
Beyond our years
They understand things
And have keen ears

They see what is
Going on in our life
And know how we all
have such strife

They know how to heal
Our broken land
And wish to give us
A helping hand

Give us what they
Wish they could have
Give us what they
could have had

This is our last chance

Our generation
Our space, and time
Our generation
Yours, and mine

So shall we take care of it?