Blue eyes fighting the grey eyes
Fighting the tears.
Armed to the teeth,
For a war of words reaching all the years.
I advanced across a poppy field,
I saw the gleam
As you raised your shield,
And love screamed down,
With the sun behind its back.
Our fathers were all soldiers,
Shall we be soldiers too?
Fighting and falling like soldiers do.
Nothing is clear
In this tactical unclear war.
And I can't be bothered
To find out what we are fighting for.
No one can win this war of the senses,
But I see no reason to drop my defenses,
So stand fast my emotions,
Rally round my shaking heart.
Our fathers were all soldiers,
Shall we be soldiers too?
Fighting and falling like soldiers do.
Some of us carrying weapons,
Some of us praying.
Both of us trying to drown out
What the other is saying.
But the secret is out of the box,
I'll shift the ages, just smashed on the rocks,
And I sleep with one eye open,
Longing for the dawn.
Our fathers were all soldiers,
Shall we be soldiers too?
Fighting and falling like soldiers do.
Our fathers were all soldiers,
Shall we be soldiers too?
Fighting and falling like soldiers do.