Green Fields - (c) 2003 Vince Dickinson

Rain is falling on the green field
Drops are pounding my face and legs
All I hear is twisting steel
All my brothers have fallen dead

Turning my head, I can see a flower
A little color in the camouflage
A little light in my darkest hour
A little truth in this black mirage

I can't trust what my eyes are seeing
I'm having visions of my family
They're a thousand miles away and grieving
But can I see them standing over me

I can see flames in the distance
I can see gray clouds above
It will be over any instant
When I close my eyes, the angel comes

Once they clear out the bodies
This will be a beautiful place
And get rid of all the armies
Rain is falling on my face…

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