and his eyes began to fade... | 02/15/2009 |
...he whispered softly...
It's January 1970, do you remember me?
You put me on a boat across the sea, in the name of victory
But much to my surprise when I arrived,
there was no welcoming committee.
Instead there was some men for me to kill,
and I see that this is all too real.
Then I saw him standing on a bayonet,
and as I ran towards him,
he hardly broke a sweat.
When I took his life,
he fell to his knees.
And when his eyes began to fade,
he whispered softly:
Godspeed this letter, away from here
I sealed it with my tears,
and stamped it with my fears.
Godspeed this letter, away from you
my work down here is through.
I'm on my way to better days,
and so are you.
And in his pocket I saw a picture of his children and his family,
And I began to realize this person I despised in actuality,
was not much different from myself.
We probably could have taught each other many things,
and now I know it's much too late
although I couldn't hesitate,
I checked his gun and his chamber was empty.
Then I saw him standing with a bayonet,
and as I ran towards him,
he hardly broke a sweat.
When I took his life,
he fell to his knees.
And as his eyes began to fade,
he whispered softly:
Godspeed this letter, away from here
I've sealed it with my tears,
And stamped it with my fears.
Godspeed this letter, away from here
My work down here is through
I'm on my way to better days,
and so are you.
Godspeed this letter, away from here
I've sealed it with my tears,
and stamped it with my tears.
Godspeed this letter, away from you
My work down here is through
I'm on my way to better days,
and so are you.
Rubber Duckie. |
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