作词 : Martina Sorbara/Andrew Stewart Jones/Ryan Nile Sutherland 作曲 : Michael Wing/Martina Sorbara/Cédric Steinmyller/Andrew Stewart Jones/Ryan Nile Sutherland/Jacob Carpenter/Louis Nguyen 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? Oh our tears are falling from the blind eye What's 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? Oh our tears are falling from the blind eye What's 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
[00:00.000] 作词 : Martina Sorbara/Andrew Stewart Jones/Ryan Nile Sutherland [00:01.000] 作曲 : Michael Wing/Martina Sorbara/Cédric Steinmyller/Andrew Stewart Jones/Ryan Nile Sutherland/Jacob Carpenter/Louis Nguyen [00:12.07]Oh, brothers down [00:14.57]Taking a ride in the big black van [00:17.32]I prayed and the mother sang [00:19.56]Will you open your eyes, is the world insane? [00:22.80]Front page, oh what a shame [00:25.64]Emptied a mag in the middle of the game [00:28.78]Our stains on the newstands [00:31.12]Like a photograph in the killers hand [00:33.47] [00:34.57]Oh our sons are dying does someone know why? [00:40.20]Oh our tears are falling from the blind eye [00:45.78]What's its worth? Forget your love for money [00:50.97]Oh that curse will win and run you someday [01:08.14]And I still, have a hold [01:12.49]I still have a hope, a hope for tomorrow [01:17.78] [01:20.31]Oh, sisters down [01:22.91]Laying a rose on her older brother [01:25.76]Young soul as good as gold [01:27.90]I hear that boy was an up and comer [01:31.80]We prayed as the mother sang [01:34.10]Will you open your eyes, is the world insane? [01:37.13]Their faces all the same [01:39.02]Fading away with forgotten names [01:41.82] [01:42.82]Oh our sons are dying does someone know why? [01:48.56]Oh our tears are falling from the blind eye [01:54.18]What's its worth? Forget your love for money [01:59.77]Oh that curse will win and run you someday [02:16.33]And I still, have a hold [02:21.22]I still have a hope, a hope for tomorrow [02:27.86]And I'm still hanging on [02:32.15]I'm still hanging on to yesterday [02:38.24]But I still, have a hold [02:43.52]I still have a hope [02:47.31]A hope for tomorrow
