The Aftermath
Silently to silence fallIn the fields of futile war
Toys of death are spitting lead
Where boys that were our soldiers bled
war horse and war machine
Curse the name of liberty
Marching on as if they should
Mix in the dirt our brothers' blood
In the mud and rain
What are we fighting for
Is it worth the pain is it worth dying for
Who will take the blame
Why did they make a war
Questions that come again
Should we be fighting at all
Once a ploughman hitched his team
Here he sowed his little dream
Now bodies arms and legs are strewn
Where mustard gas and barbwire bloom
Each moment's like a year
I've nothing left inside for tears
Comrades dead or dying lie
I'm left alone asking why
After the war
Left feeling no one has won
After the war
What does a soldier become
Losowe piosenki:
Can' Take My Eyes Off You
Apa Saja
Duman Stü
Fade to Blue
Together
In the Evening
Cowboy Style
Jinglin' Baby (remixed but still jinglin')
Bad News
Age of Reason