tim o'brien
for the fallen
The seeds of this war were sewn in our father's time And every bomb will plant some more fear and hate Let's break this chain of history before it gets too late  How many men will choose to run with the mad dog How many more will have to die at his bloody hand And who will shield our children from this plague that kills our land  I close my eyes and ears, don't want the news I will not watch them play the scenes again Don't ask me who's side I'm on, or what I think about it 'Cause I don't want to play that game, I'm not buyin in  What do you need to get through the daytime What do you need to get through the night Who made these rules and who's to say who's wrong and who is right