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There are soldiers marching on the common today |
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They were there again this evening |
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They paced up and down like sea birds on the ground |
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Before the storm clouds gathering |
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I must buy whatever tinned food is left on the shelves |
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They are testing the air raid sirens |
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They've filled up the blood banks and emptied the beds |
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At the hospital and he asylum |
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I saw a man build a shelter in his garden today |
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And we stood there idly chatting |
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He said: "no, no i don't think war will come" |
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Yet still he carried on digging |
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Everything in my life that i love |
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Could be swept away without warning |
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Yet the birds still sing and the church bells ring |
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And the sun came up this morning |
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Life goes on as it did before |
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As the country drifts slowly to war |
