A flag over there, a flag over here
Someone rises out of the fear
And puts up a sign that says “Question the War”
In our little town
What kind of grown ups send kids off to die
And to kill for a town without asking why?
Grow smart, grow strong
Teach right from wrong
Some died from drugs and disease or in cars
And we mourn them together because they are ours
Mike hardly walks, his legs blown apart
Taught to be brave right from the start
Thirty years later he wonders what for
Sacrifices ignored
A flag over there, a flag over here
Mike is wheeling along in his chair
And he holds up a sign that says “Question the War”
In our little town
Someone rises out of the fear
And puts up a sign that says “Question the War”
In our little town
What kind of grown ups send kids off to die
And to kill for a town without asking why?
Grow smart, grow strong
Teach right from wrong
Some died from drugs and disease or in cars
And we mourn them together because they are ours
Mike hardly walks, his legs blown apart
Taught to be brave right from the start
Thirty years later he wonders what for
Sacrifices ignored
A flag over there, a flag over here
Mike is wheeling along in his chair
And he holds up a sign that says “Question the War”
In our little town
envoyé par Bernart Bartleby - 19/8/2015 - 11:22
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Parole e musica di Holly Near
Nell’album “Cris & Holly”, con Cris Williamson
“Long-time friends, Cris Williamson and Holly Near combine their powerful voices on twelve songs of love and world peace.” (introduzione all’album dal sito dell’autrice)