There's a war coming, my son

There's a war coming, my son

There's a war coming, my son
Will you fight in it, my son?
Will you kill in it, my son?
Will you fight for the right side, my son?
There's a war coming, my son

There's a war brewing, my son
Can you smell it in the air, my son?
Can you see it in our faces, my son?
You're not even one yet, my son
And yet there's a war brewing, my son

There's a war on the horizon, my son
Not for years maybe, my son
Can you see it coming, my son?
Can you feel my fear, my son?
My fear of a war on the horizon, my son

It's a mother's fear, my son
That you may one day have to kill or be killed, my son
I pray you'll be brave, my son
And stand for what you believe, in my son
It's a mother's fear that there's a war coming, my son.