This is gonna be the longest year
Nothing is the same
But I'm doing fine
Despite the fear
We're not alone
I'm gonna hold on right here
We're gonna make it, my dear
I see people walking by
But only their eyes
Never coulda known
That this was our fate
When's it gonna end
It's getting old
Show me the color of hate
We're in a state of divide
Counting on dividends, Sell them all
Take a stand, gonna fight till we fall
This is what we're waiting for
We are future-born
Looking for something more
Our time, right now
There's no turnin' 'round
My hair's turning gray
My hair is turning gray
This is gotta be the longest year
What would my brother think of the world we're in
Do we need to pray for all our sins
This is the coming of age
Generations on the stage
And filled with rage
Once again, at the end, curtain call
Take a bow, echoing in the halls
This is what we've all been living for
Lights out, cold war
Our streets, metaphor
Times are changing
Old ways fading
My hair's turning gray
My hair is turning gray