martes, 2 de septiembre de 2008

Soldiers

Soldiers


We hung tight from your apple tree

And nailed our eyes in each other, feeling so free

You jumped and so did I, we fell into heaven

Lived long days and long nights, from little kids to little rebels

 

We flew down, a day or so, and watched the world sitting on a cloud

So quiet the noises in heaven, but in hell, so angry, so loud

A deadly song they marched and sung "we'll kill 'em all, we'll die to win"

Walking into pure darkness, fighting for a world full of sin

 

Spectators we became, waving to every parting soul

For every blink, a new one near, letting the lies and truth unfold

Two guns they waved, shooting dead every single tear

"We don't feel, we, soldiers. We can't feel no fear”

 

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