The young soldier was crying
And his comrade lay dying
In the trenches he bled
In these trenches he is dead
Will the big guns ever cease ?
Can both sides ever find peace ?
As bullets continue to fill the sky
How many men will still die ?
No matter who everyone blames
Generals continue with their war games
They are unwilling to stop
Sending brave men over the top
copyright Chris Smith 2008
And his comrade lay dying
In the trenches he bled
In these trenches he is dead
Will the big guns ever cease ?
Can both sides ever find peace ?
As bullets continue to fill the sky
How many men will still die ?
No matter who everyone blames
Generals continue with their war games
They are unwilling to stop
Sending brave men over the top
copyright Chris Smith 2008
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