Hold them High

Hold my hand and join in the fight

Take our two fingers and rise them in the air

Its up to us to shed some lifht

this never ending war is just so unfair

I may be young but i stand my ground

with my brothers and sisters by my side

I search for that love and peace that's around

to fight for the ones in the war that have died

So bring them home to us

Give them a house, quarter there needs

During the harshest of times they did not fuss

they have done us so many good deeds

It is the problem we are the solution

Carry our emotions upon our shoulder

Just need to stop this sick pollution

that has made others hearts so much more colder