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Quiet On The Front

I can't hold a glass of wine yet

But they think it's fine to have me hold a gun,

Kill a man and kill his son well,

Straight down in the yard where uncle pulled his gun

Sent him off alone fighting blind in dark

The wheels just keep on turning

The men just keep on marching in

I swear to god if you don't get that letter

I will kill myself before they kill me on the line

In the end the heart divides,

In the pictures, we'll reside

Without memories we all fade in time, in time.

Mother sweeps at night the porch

Squints hardly to discover

Baby coming home,

but of course she doesn't to know how or when he will get there,

Surely needing repair

Worries to the bone, gets weaker

As The wheels just keep on turning

The men just keep on marching in

I swear to god if you don't get that letter

I will kill myself before they kill me on the line

In the end the heart divides

In the pictures, we'll reside

Without memories, we all fade in time, in time.

Ma'am we found his corpse

With sincere regret

Ma'am we found his corpse

With sincere regret'

In the end the heart divides

In the pictures, we'll reside

Without memories we all fade in time

Without memories we all fade in time, in time

Without memories we all fade in time, in time

Without memories we all fade in time, in time

Without memories we all fade in time, in time

Songwriters

GENEVIEVE E. SCHATZ, MIKE ORTIZ, MARC PAUL WALLOCHPublished by

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