So don't forget
In these times try to remember
The time will come
To use your voice and push your views
Sometime between now and never
So don't forget
The time will come
You bite your tongue, they'll bury you And it seems far enough away
It's a calling card, your expiration date
When that day comes
Be ready
And have the pride to back down
To remember what happened
Let's not repeat and everyone can move on
But don't forget
Get ready
And have the pride to back down
To remember what happened Scars are for a reason
Remind us of what happened
Stay away from harm
And occupied stations
We're tired of fiction
Be ready
A portrait wealthy, Burning Wells
Get ready
We're tired of fiction
Your motives look like
And occupied stations So don't forget
The time will come And I'm not sure
What you'll be like
Wonder what you'll grow up to see
What will eyes say when I see them If we have torn the map to pieces, you'll find your way home Cause home is where you believe.
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