I remember my father when he didn’t have long to live
We watched all the John Wayne films and he cried every time
Really upsetting to see him so emotional
He was a World War 2 vet that saw right wing as a crime.
We move on say 30 years and we’re now all labeled right wing
Speak up for your country community you’re labeled as wrong
What did all his generation fight for all they years ago
Where has the quiet pride the patriotism all gone.
Who wants to evolve into who may exist
I don’t want to know what I lack
There’s so many chances we have to resist…
There’s no turning back.
One for the better or one for the worst
But no-on is finding that crack
One for the people that give it their all…
There’s no turning back.
How do I sort out what I know I cannot sort
I really want to know the unsortable
I remember as well the past but the future is a joke
I guess I’m getting nowhere and it’s probably understandable.