Lyrics Children - Jonesy

Children

Children of the future, what will your fortune be
Today’s front page of sorrow
Tomorrow’s history
Children from the ashes
Wonders of a scientific world patrol the sky
In concrete bunkers miles below
Are those about to die
Children from the ashes
So go take your future in blistered hands
Our war to end all wars, the war to end all man
But see the dawn arriving for a better day
Try not to judge too harshly
Those who lost their way
Children of the future, what will your fortune be
Age cured us of our youth
And you your destiny
Children from the ashes