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I look out my window Street lights flick on It must be night

We are for ever children in the street For the night brings such sadness As tears roll down my cheek Oh midnight moon sing your song to me 12 o clock strikes a new hour, a new day, a new life Discared the old Bring back a time of joy The good old days Let's drink tea and chat While the children laugh and play Unlock the doors to a new begining The sun is out today Shake hands and kiss each other Make love to the sound of summer rain Hold tight onto your dreams Will we ever be one nation One ...

With in the trench Out of sight Hearts pounding hard The smell of fear A crack of thunder A flash of light One man prays Another man cries And then it begins A blast on a whistle Then another and another And over the top they go Just boys being men One trips, he falls Shot between the eyes The sodden earth where he fell, becomes his grave But he is not alone For next to him lies his brothers in arms And the boys they shall remain