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Mother
its rain on the front line
Mother
its been weeks without sunshine
And I feel
like Ive lost what Im fighting for
the rains gonna fall no matter which side we re on
My brothers
are sunk in the quagmyre
I taste
the smell of gunfire
Sometimes
I feel like Im flying home
But the place I arrive is never where I came from
And I can hear them fall
I can hear then fall
I can hear them fall
mother
We re all gonna fall in the end