Laughter lost and forgotten
The song the children sing
Is pacified with the tears they've cried
For fear of everything
Food for thought has gone rotten
Rusting on the swing
And the wind does blow through the sky's uncertain glow
With fear of everything
You've got to be strong to survive here
Big dreams are sometimes so crippling
I dream of the sky when I've nothing to fly
But fear of everything
God don't live in the White House
Or in the wallets we are worshipping
The answers are there but we're trained not to care
For fear of everything
Fear of the misbegotten
Fear of questioning
Fear, pure and cold, for what the future will hold
Fear of everything
Many a child will remember
All the tears that we cried