We are the dust of their dying dream
Picking pieces of what they fantasize
We are we are we are
The sons & daughters
Those you try to find to meet the sky
We are we are we are
The ones which our mothers and fathers
left behind
We are what's left to them
The children whose dream are
you denied the end
We are the kids you left to see
if we were felt are become that dream
We are we are we are
The sons & daughters
We are we are we are
The ones which our mothers and fathers
left behind