The Living Years
(TRANNS and ADEN sit across from each other on a balcony.)

ADEN
Every generation
Blames the one before
And all of their frustrations
Come beating on your door
I know that Iím a prisoner
To all my father held so dear
I know that Iím a hostage
To all his hopes and fears
I just wish I could have told him in the living years
Crumpled bits of paper
Filled with imperfect thought
Stilted conversations
Iím afraid thatís all weíve got

TRANNS
You say you just donít see it
He says itís perfect sense
You just canít get agreement
In this present tense
We all talk a different language
Talking in defence
Say it loud, say it clear
You can listen as well as you hear
Itís too late when we die
To admit we donít see eye to eye
So we open up a quarrel
Between the present and the past
We only sacrifice the future
Itís the bitterness that lasts
So donít yield to the fortunes
You sometimes see as fate
It may have a new perspective
On a different day
And if you donít give up, and donít give in
You may just be okay

BOTH
Say it loud, say it clear
You can listen as well as you hear
Itís too late when we die
To admit we donít see eye to eye

ADEN
I wasnít there that evening
When my father passed away
I didnít get to tell him
All the things I had to say
I think I caught his spirit
Later that same year
Iím sure I heard his echo
In a babyís new born tears
I just wish I could have told him in the living years

BOTH
Say it loud, say it clear
You can listen as well as you hear
Itís too late when we die
To admit we don't see eye to eye