We've all spent our lives crawling
and struggling just to stay afloat.
Scraping our knees on the ocean flood
and filling our lungs with salt.
Without a soul for miles,
there is no one to save me
from this black water.
It's the epidemic we face as kids
with no mothers and no fathers.
This generation has grown up without a place
to call home,
with no one to look up to,
And no voice to call our own.
We have to understand this
before it gets out of control.
We'll have to scrape our knees some more,
to get you out of this hole.
But the saddest day
is when I found out who you really were:
You no longer wanted
your voice to be heard.
And to think I looked up to you
as I took your hand,
Because left in your place
was a far weaker man.
and struggling just to stay afloat.
Scraping our knees on the ocean flood
and filling our lungs with salt.
Without a soul for miles,
there is no one to save me
from this black water.
It's the epidemic we face as kids
with no mothers and no fathers.
This generation has grown up without a place
to call home,
with no one to look up to,
And no voice to call our own.
We have to understand this
before it gets out of control.
We'll have to scrape our knees some more,
to get you out of this hole.
But the saddest day
is when I found out who you really were:
You no longer wanted
your voice to be heard.
And to think I looked up to you
as I took your hand,
Because left in your place
was a far weaker man.