Craig's Brother - Glory Lyrics
And I wonder how Franklin felt in '42The war's still new, but Im tired of fightingBloody boys sobbing fears all somehow died brave menExalted then, so wrong yet somehow inviting.Like a dream moving in slow motionThe smell of death spreads across the oceanDespite the masses that hate the notionBending every purpose toward warAnd the bombs start falling,Tight fists of rage hurledSearching for sanity in such a crazy worldI guess I thought when we got in our boats and sailed awayWe wouldn't be here todayWe left behind all that fightingIn a place where they're still debating feudal rightsAnd boundary lines, and ancient agreementsBut I know that Im only dreamingAny day I could wake up screamingTaking orders in a far away landMarching round with a gun in my handAnd the bombs start falling,As the trigger fingers pullSearching for sanity in such a crazy worldLittle boys go marching on for peace
