#who will be the fathers
I see this generation born with no one left to take its hand,
And baby boys no fathers who will show them how to be a man.
I fear that this abandonment has only gone to spread the lie,
That no one could ever love them, and that little boys don’t cry.
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But hear me speak, brother, there’s hope for you!
I’ve heard your cries and now I sing for you!
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This is a chorus for sons who are abandoned, forgotten.
This is for the broken, unwanted, exploited, forsaken,
In search of acceptance and crying for justice.
This is a prayer for those whose fathers have failed them.
This is so you know that you’re loved, that you’re wanted and worth it,
This promise is true, you just have to accept it.
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Brother, I see all the pain and the hurt that he brought you,
You think it’s your fault but I’ll tell you it’s not true.
You keep it all inside and you believe it makes you tough,
And you decide that there’s no point in trying to feel loved.
But I won’t let you get away with acting like you’re fine,
No time for masks and hiding when your life is on the line.
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So hear me speak, brother, there’s hope for you!
I’ve heard your cries and now I sing for you!
I’ll be here for you, when you feel like this all is too much.
I’ll be here for you, when you’ve splintered understanding’s crutch.
I’ll be here for you, when you feel like there’s nowhere to turn.
I’ll be here for you, to show you a love that’s not earned.
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This is a chorus for sons who are abandoned, forgotten.
This is for the broken, unwanted, exploited, forsaken,
In search of acceptance and crying for justice.
This is a prayer for those whose fathers have failed them.
This is so you know that you’re loved, that you’re wanted and worth it,
This promise is true, you just have to accept it.
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Who will be the fathers to this generation of bastard sons?
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I will love the unloved, be a father to the fatherless.
I’ll be a light in darkness and bring hope home to the hopeless.
I will be the one to fight this war against desertion.
I burn with holy anger, and compassion for your sons.
I’ve seen all of the heartbreak; I’ve seen the broken homes,
This ache within my chest is to see them all made whole.
And when I see the look of desperation in their eyes,
I think I finally understand why love would come and die.
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