WAR

Once we all had those dreams
that we one day would be
something great, something big,
maybe that's why we took this gig?

But as it does turn out,
even though we make them proud,
we are sent out there to die
every day and every night.

...And now as we crawl through the sand,
I think I finally understand,
that nothing matters to us now,
we just want to go home.

I don't want to fight this war,
but they say we've come so far,
so they tell us "DON'T STOP,
one day their weapons will be dropped!"

Maybe one day there'll be peace,
but will we be then be there to see?

Through the blood and the tears,
we travel through all our fears,
I watch another good man die,
with the longing in his eyes.

Please, just call us home today,
I've got nothing left to s........