Antipodi
26-12-2009, 06:52 AM
War for Peace
:guitar:
In the bloody fields of daisies
the dead bodies lay
butterflies played in blue sky
and bees made honey
broken tanks stood motionless
and fieldmice scurried
the white doves wings splattered red
and peace was not a sound
for all had gone
and it was no longer important
:guitar:
In the bloody fields of daisies
the dead bodies lay
butterflies played in blue sky
and bees made honey
broken tanks stood motionless
and fieldmice scurried
the white doves wings splattered red
and peace was not a sound
for all had gone
and it was no longer important