The Reckoning

Here's to all the grandchildren

Yet to be born great-grandchildren

All their sons and daughters

And their own grandchildren too

I offer you this hand

Out across the ages span

The misbegotten plan

To leave the reckoning to you

I must apologize

If it's written in these troubled skies

We've been peddling lies

Somehow forgotten what is true

Though it's buried deep

The poison never sleeps

Through the ages seeps

To leave the reckoning to you

We hang on to misguided dreams

Sleepwalk to the brink

Hey, ho, we rue the day

We go and down and drink

I have planted seeds

In vain to raise an apple tree

To entice the bees to sip

The blossom from the bough

But the bees don't toil

Around the bough some serpent coils

Drips venom in the soil

And leaves the reckoning to you

We hang on to misguided dreams

Sleepwalk to the brink

Hey, ho, we rue the day

We go and down and drink

Here's to all the grandchildren

Yet to be born great-grandchildren

All their sons and daughters

And their own grandchildren too

I offer you this toast

Should these troubles come to roost

For we ate the golden goose

And left the reckoning to you

The reckoning to you

The reckoning to you

The reckoning to you