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(more) quiet years lyrics

Taylor P.Comment

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Forward march, and I await on the east side
In late March, we landmark on the great divide

When we walk, it is always on the river’s side

Bayonet, I leave you to turn this eager tide

Soldier’s waltz
The blood streaming from my lungs
raise your guns
and shout at the lonely sun

oh oh oh, oh oh oh
x2
break x 2

Take your men

under ramparts and tattered flags
soil soars beneath the feet
of millionaires


Spoiled fun
we believed all that we had seen before
now our guns raise up the furies
of this bitter war

oh oh oh, oh oh oh

In late March, we landmark on the great divide
In late March, we landmark on the great divide