Hope For Tomorrow

Oh, brothers down Taking a ride in the big black van I prayed and the mother sang Will you open your eyes, is the world insane? Front page, oh what a shame Emptied a mag in the middle of the game Our stains on the newstands Like a photograph in the killers hand Oh our sons are dying does someone know why? All the tears are falling from the blind eye Whats its worth? Forget your love for money Oh that curse will win and run you someday And I still, have a hold I still have a hope, a hope for tomorrow Oh, sisters down Laying a rose on her older brother Young soul as good as gold I hear that boy was an up and comer We prayed as the mother sang Will you open your eyes, is the world insane? Their faces all the same Fading away with forgotten names Oh our sons are dying does someone know why? All the tears are falling from the blind eye Whats its worth? Forget your love for money Oh that curse will win and run you someday And I still, have a hold I still have a hope, a hope for tomorrow And I'm still hanging on, I'm still hanging on to yesterday But I still, have a hold I still have a hope A hope for tomorrow