January 1st, we are marching for the fronts
I see tags on your sleeve
Tell my loved one I'm gone,
I'll be back someday, please have no fears
I know a place where we can hide and leave
this crazy world behind our backs
Just you and me, far far away,
let's make this journey into something
But deep down he knew he would
He had seen his friends becoming
a piece of shell and he was blind
I don't know if I can take it no more
My mind is weak, I can't recall,
I need to reconstruct my days in this hell
Deep down she knew they would
One by one, she had seen her friends
becoming victims of the lat ter
I come blowing through this town
I come blowing through this town
But it's out that we are near the end
Lord, I couldn't take another day
Deep down she knew he would
never be the same man again
She had seen them coming from
the station without anything
A cold wind blowing through this town
A cold wind blowing through this town
I see their faces all around
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