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War Of Man The little creatures run in from the cold Back to the nest just like the days of old There in the safety of a mothers arms The warmth of ages, far away from harm again. Ears ringin from the battle fire The tired warrior aims a little higher The black falcon or the little sparrow The healing light or the flash of the barrel. No one wins Its a war of man, No one wins Its a war of man. Silver mane flyin in the wind Down through the planets on the run again No one knows where theyre runnin to But every kind is comin two by two. Out on the delta where the hoofbeats pound The daddys runnin on the frozen ground Cant smell the poison as it follows him Cant see the gas and machines, its a war of man. No one wins Its a war of man, No one wins Its a war of man. The windows open and the little girl dreams The skys her playground as she mounts her steed Across the heavens to the other side On wings of magic does the little girl ride. The baby creatures run in from the cold Back to the nest just like the days of old There in the safety of a mothers arms The warmth of ages, far away from harm again. No one wins Its a war of man, No one wins Its a war of man, No one wins.
Posted on: Wed, 08 Oct 2014 13:30:37 +0000

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