We are the product of our memories All the shattered hearts and the broken dreams But it's funny how the footsteps we follow Can let us down We wanna walk with a legacy Make waves in the dying sea But it's funny how the footsteps we leave Can one day come alive We live the replay life Surrounded by family trees When there's nothing left inside We look back in history We are the reenactment We are the sons and the daughters For what has already happened We're coming back to the Father Na na na, na na na na na na Na na na, na na na na na na Na na na, na na na na na na Na na na There is a stop for every start And we could put an end to the bleeding heart But the story goes on and on As life unfolds We are the rising sun For my midnight sleep We look at the sinking ships Sail away with the memories, oh We are the reenactment We are the sons and the daughters For what has already happened We're coming back to the Father Na na na, na na na na na na Na na na, na na na na na na Na na na, na na na na na na Na na na We are the generation A little hope in a ghost town Our hearts are aching Aching for You now We are the generation City life stuck in a small town Our hearts are aching, oh Aching for You now We are the reenactment We are the sons and the daughters For what has already happened We're coming back to the Father Na na na, na na na na na na Na na na, na na na na na na Na na na, na na na na na na Na na na, the sons and the daughters! We are the sons and the daughters!