Holding the rifle
Finger on the trigger
Don't try to avoid truth
The war is getting bigger
Falling from peace
To say I know the least
About the world
Now we are here
Our enemies stand to cheer
To see that we can bleed
We have none to lead
Falling from peace
To say I know the least
About the world
Soldiers march the land
I wonder if you can
No hiding behind walls
As friendship starts to fall
Falling from peace
To say I know the least
About the world
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