Darkness, war, eternal flare
waiting by the moonlight
the hush to grow
wind shall blow
And I am left to ponder
wander
the forgotten strawberry fields
To know
one can serve others
the loyalty
or one can wait for no one
And go by in the hush of a sea of war
To mark ones words or fret
the coldness may strike
like
a hush of war so mild
how it sings wild
to coast to coast
and I shall wander
the scarred faces
forgotten places
all gone by,
in the hush of a war.
