The smell of today is sweet like breastmilk in the wind It's time the waves hold the water Or this could be the lost fight of the morrow Our dream has grown for a while Our words are only good for lying In the bleeding world of our fathers - Lala lalala lala In the eternal world of our mothers - Lala lalala : Lala lala Oh we can only mend this now And crave not for a why We are not afraid to die In the scarring words of our fathers - Lala lalala lala In the eternal words of our mothers - Lala lalala : Lala lala We are not afraid to die We are not afraid to live In the extreme world of our fathers - Lala lalala lala In the eternal world of our mothers - Lala lalala : Lala lala In the extreme world of our fathers - Lala lalala lala In the eternal world of our mothers - Lala lalala : Lala lala