Children of Darkness

Words and music by Richard Farina

Now is the time for your loving, dear, and time for your company.
Now that the light of reason fails, and fires burn on the sea;
Now in this age of confusion I have need of your company.

For I am a wild and lonely child, and the son of an angry man;
And now, with the high wars raging, I would offer you my hand,
For we are the children of darkness and the prey of a grim command.

It's once I was free to go roamin' in the wind of a springtime mind.
And once the clouds I sailed upon were sweet as lilac wine.
Then why have the breezes of summer, dear, been laced with a grim design?

And where was the will of my father when he raised his sword on high?
And where was my mother's wailing when our flags were justified?
And where will we take our pleasure when our bodies have been denied?

Now is the time for your loving, dear, and time for your company.
Now that the light of reason fails, and fires burn on the sea;
Now in this age of confusion I have need of your company.