Garands At Normandie

Go bright light!
Scour the forest through the night
Searching for a sign of life
Memories of fears and strife

Keep his legs from

Turning blue
Broken bones and muddy shoes
Running through the fields I knew
Join the ranks of the favored few

What have I become
Won't you save me
Before the day is done
Won't you save me
Now that we have won

Got what's left
Lost my rights when I was young
Taken by the ones I trust
Long before I knew of love

All the things I

Understood
Fighting for the greater good
Now tell me why this feels so wrong
Feels so wrong to hold this gun

Now look what I've become…
Won't you save me
Before the day is done
Won't you save me
Now that we have won