At eighteen years of age
Contemplating the possibilities...
At eighteen years of age
Contemplating the possibilities...
At eighteen years of age
Contemplating the possibilities...
After the war
I lay on earth...
Everybody goes into war with one thing at heart
to fight for their country...
I don't belong here,
not in this crowd...
A sunny day, not a cloud in the sky
The birds sing and flowers bloom...
Here we stand
observing from the point of no return...
They gave me a green uniform and Tan boots for my...
Eighteen and wild as hell, I thought it would be...
War is hell and men will die
Lives for sale but nobody cries...
I heard innumerable sounds
When I, a piece of vast, rocky, but thriving land...
At eighteen years of age,
Contemplating the possibilities...