So don't forget
In these times try to remember
The time will come
To use your voice and push your views
So don't forget
Sometime between now and never
The time will come
You bite your tongue, they'll bury you
And it seems far enough away
It's a calling card, your expiration date
When that day comes
Be ready
To remember what happened
And have the pride to back down
Let's not repeat and everyone can move on
But don't forget
Get ready
To remember what happened
And have the pride to back down
Scars are for a reason
Remind us of what happened
Stay away from harm
Be ready
We're tired of fiction
And occupied stations
Your motives look like
A portrait wealthy, Burning Wells
Get ready
We're tired of fiction
And occupied stations
So don't forget
The time will come
And I'm not sure
What you'll be like
What will eyes say when I see them
Wonder what you'll grow up to see
If we have torn the map to pieces, you'll find your way home
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