For the victims, veterans, martyrs and survivors of war

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Quick note: This a song I wrote for the victims, veterans, martyrs and survivors of war so it would probably sound better if you read this to yourself with the attatched instrumental in the background from 0:40

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So you see it's been quite a while

Since I saw that cheeky little smile

And oh it feels like so long

If everything's alright what am I doing wrong

I don't know but I'll keep on trying

Cause we're here crying in each other's arms

Trying hard to keep calm and carry on

While everyone else runs from the firing guns

Bullets spraying in the air like a mist

Little bits fly and zip hitting, clicking and missing those kissing

In their final moments in this godforsaken town

Flesh and brick yeah apparently it's all the same shiz now

Tick tock time's going daddy's gotta go now

These tinmen are heartless breaking their vows oh wow

How can you do this we're your sisters and your brothers

How can you kill the newborn child of a mother

How can we share the same old planet if we don't have the courage to stand up and man up and when a man's down give him a helping hand regardless of who's around and the cracking sound of ammunition being loaded

We say we hate this story but we are the ones who wrote it

And we say we're being hacked but we're the one's breaking code and as matter of fact

As the asthma attacks

The smoke of war consuming all life and hope like a snack

And we turn to see yet another broken neck cracked

A corpse on the pavement being shaken by a little child that

Cries and as she wipes her eyes pleads and says that she's had more than enough of being brave

And enough of humans dying in such a way

And if only daddy'd just wake up then things might be okay

And finally the tinman's heart starts to beat and it's weak but we can hear the squeak as it starts to pump again

Flowing life, cascading rain, dripping down the window panes of a train

One hand on either side as the two kindred spirits sigh and say goodbye

I'll see you on the other side before I die

And a tear falls from an eye like the hail falls from the sky

And the nightmares that are dreams change

Just for a moment

And the road straightens out and you no longer have to shout to know if anyone's about cause we're all in this now

And just for a moment

Everything's okay...

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