Bury me in peaceful pasture
underneath a cobalt sky
far now from the battle raging
far now from my mother's cries.
Lay me down neath boughs of splendour
where the breezes speak of love
safe now from the wailing sirens
safe now from the drones above.
Lead me now to heavens garden
where my soul once more will play
games without the fear of dying
games without the fear of pain.
There I'll find my friend and brothers,
all the children gone before
too young to leave a world now mourning
too young to die in bitter war.
Sep 6, 2014
Sep 6, 2014 at 4:28 AM UTC
Bury me in peaceful pasture
underneath a cobalt sky
far now from the battle raging
far now from my mother's cries.
Lay me down neath boughs of splendour
where the breezes speak of love
safe now from the wailing sirens
safe now from the drones above.
Lead me now to heavens garden
where my soul once more will play
games without the fear of dying
games without the fear of pain.
There I'll find my friend and brothers,
all the children gone before
too young to leave a world now mourning
too young to die in bitter war.
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