At eighteen years of age
Contemplating the possibilities...
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...