Take a walk through Pol Pots fields br Sculptured white with bone br Come live beneath a Lebanon sky br And make believe it’s home br Breathe deep the martyr’s dusty breath br Laced with innocent screams br See the towers fall to earth br The nightmare of your dreams br Wash it down with Columbine Red br Lie low a Dresden night br See ghosts in stripes through barbed wire fence br Convince me they were right br br Die silent in the Afghan hills br Roast in a desert storm br See a child run from the flames br On a sunny Vietnam morn br Ride upon a train of death br Start your day alive br Don’t bother packing sandwiches br For you’ll be dead by five br Hear the hum of death my friend br Ride a bus to hell br Take a tour of foreign fields br Where a generation fell br br Sing for me a Dixie song br Where brother shot at brother br Talk to me of Holy wars br Another grieving mother br Convince me that your wrongs are right br Your God’s the only one br Live with the dead in yesterday br For them tomorrows gone br Wear a Rose of red or white br Bear a flag with stars br There’s boxes waiting to be filled br And bombs to plant in cars br br What is history for my friend? br But to learn from our mistakes br What if we choose to simply ignore? br The path that hatred takes br The circle goes round and around br The cycle of death repeats br Until the day whole world joins br Where hell and heaven meets br On that day there’ll be no more br Just a cloud in the sky to show br That the history books aren’t worth a toss br If the world don’t want to knowbr br Bill Smithbr br