Lyrics I Wrote to a Song by my Rock and Roll Band; Sons of Our Fathers

Dance with me through the last starlight
Before the day breaks to the sound of
People stirring to lay waste to their dreams
Wander with with me, wonder what it all means

As Christs blood spilled would He know
That so many would forget His gift
Yet it flows through to this day
Come up through as I pray

Laying pen to paper and putting music to song
Bards and minstrels disappear with centuries
Every song has a start, an inspiration
Dreams are born through frustration

Cut down by fates worst reckoning
Stars snuffed out before they can shine
Fortune favors the bold or so I’m told
My fire’s gonna shine ‘til I grow old

Sons of our fathers
Cradle to the grave
Can’t promise tomorrow
So embrace the day
Sons of our fathers
Products of the past
Before we fade away
Make this moment last

Watch as time goes by
Passing us as we breathe (It’s gone)
Gasp as family falls
Taking away what we need (It’s gone)

Blink before you see
Clear away your fears (AWAY)
What are you here for?

Think before you move
Preserve your life today (TODAY)
Know, YOU’RE NO GOOD DEAD!

Sons of our fathers
Cradle to the grave
Can’t promise tomorrow
So embrace the day
Sons of our fathers
Products of the past
Before we fade away
Make this moment last

Lie down beside me and tell me that it’s okay
Take my hand and promise that you’ll be fine
Gather my accomplishments and the seeds I’ve sown
Water them, treat them well, see through that they’ve grown

I know a better place awaits me in the end
I’ve lived a dynamic life, I truly can’t complain
But as the lights grow dim all else becomes clear
My life flashes before me as that one last breath draws near

I wouldn’t be where I was if not for those before
Now I know how my father felt as his father too
I will be joining them in the arms of God
Pave my life’s course, chart where I’ve trod

Share with everyone exactly what I did
Kneel before the altar and pray that I’m safe
I’ll be around to bless you as my fathers bless me still
Never stop chasing dreams, fight for that thrill

Sons of our fathers
Cradle to the grave
Can’t promise tomorrow
So embrace the day
Sons of our fathers
Products of the past
Before we fade away
Make this moment last

-Tyler Woodbridge (6-12-10)