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KANDAHAR
© 2006
The Dennis Dunaway Project
( Dunaway, Tedesco, Burns, Wilson )
The Gypsy woman stared into my palm tonight
She spoke so easy of another time
I saw them marching to a battle field of fire
She talked so easy about an ancient time
She talked about the war cries and bloody days
I saw them marching to a battle field of fire
Black
clouds of thunder, war in Kandahar
She spoke so easy said it was hard
But then they all, then they all carried on
I looked into her eyes, what I saw seemed crazy
(now I sit & wonder why?)
How could it be so wrong when it feels so right?
I saw them marching to a battle field of fire
Black
clouds of thunder, war in Kandahar
I saw the battle, and the battle went on and on and on
So many died, so many died but some lived on
To fight on, to fight, fight on
Death, war in Kandahar
Yeah, war in Kandahar
Whoa war, war