Garands At Normandie

Go bright light!
Scour the forest through the night
Searching for a sign of life Memories of fears and strife

Keep his legs from Turning blue Broken bones and muddy shoes
Running through the fields
I knew Join the ranks of the favored few

What have I become
Won't you save me Before the day is done
Won't you save me
Now that we have won
Got what's left Lost my rights when

I was young Taken by the ones
I trust Long before I knew of love
All the things I Understood Fighting for the greater good

Now tell me why this feels so wrong
Feels so wrong to hold this gun
Now look what I've become…

Won't you save me
Before the day is done

Won't you save me
Now that we have won