The Generation that Nobody Remembered

I had a friend who was a soldier
Who fought in some poxy war
And when he came home he was older
And not a soldier no more

He walked the length of Manhattan
Down to Battery Park
He saw the light on the water
As it gave way to the dark

And I've never seen sticks
And I've never seen stones
I carry words that will break me
It's better than being alone

And they will never remember us
And they will never remember us
All these waiting room years
Watching knives in the desert

I've no skin left with no ink
And I can crochet an owl
I can ice you a cupcake
With a cover of "Howl"

And we're all moving to Berlin
As soon as we find the fare
Cuz I heard someone told someone
There's something happening there

And we've never seen sticks
And we've never seen stones
We are fully documented
We fit inside a phone

And they will never remember us
And they will never remember us
All those waiting room years
Watching the days go by

Remember us
They will never remember us
All those waiting room years
Watching knives in the desert

And when the rockets
Leave with our children
We will be watching
They'll forget what we tell them

And let the fires
Burn down to the embers
Of the generation
Nobody remembers

And when the rockets
When they leave with our children
We will be watching
They'll forget what we tell them

And let the fires
Let them burn down to the embers
Of the generation
Nobody remembers

And when the rockets
When they leave with our children
We will be watching
They'll forget what we tell them

And let the fires
Let them burn down to the embers