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100 YEARS AGO
In the graveyard we shall meet,
In the November moonlight,
With our brothers beneath our feet
Until the end of the night.
We will drink some wine and brandy
And curse the storm of steel
That took the lives of too many
And left us wounds that cannot heal.
In the graveyard we shall stay,
When the ceremony's over,
And watch the ghosts go away,
Floating back to Dover.
On the frontline we first met,
In a mist of mustard gas,
From sunrise to sunset,
We were butchered en masse.
You know, the tides may turn,
And there's a truth in every dream.
Even the gods of war may learn
That we are stronger than we seem.
Fallen leaves and briars,
In this graveyard we all know,
We were commanded by liars,
A hundred years ago.
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