All And Everyone

Death was everywhere,

In the air

And in the sounds

Coming off the mounds

Of Bolton's Ridge.

Death's anchorage.

When you rolled a smoke

Or told a joke,

It was in the laughter

And drinking water

It approached the beach

As strings of cutters,

Dropped in the sea and lay around us.Death was in the ancient fortress,

Shelled by a million bullets

From gunners, waiting in the corpses

With hearts that threatened to pop their boxes,

As we advanced into the sun

Death was all and everyone.

Death was all and everyone.As we advance in the sun

As we advancing every man

As we advancing in the sunDeath hung in the smoke and clung

To four hundred acres of useless beachfront.

A bank of red earth, dripping down

Dead is now, and now, and now

Death was everywhere

In the air

And in the sounds

Coming off the mounds

Of Bolton's Ridge.

Death's anchorage.

Death was in the staring sun,

Fixing its eyes on everyone.

It rattled the bones of the Night Horsemen

Still lying out there in the open

Songwriters

HARVEY, POLLY /Published by

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