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Grassy fields and wooden guns,
the clash of toy swords and the heat of the sun.
Playing soldier seemed like so much fun
in the years before the war had begun.

Winslow and I would conquer the land,
together we’d fight and together we’d stand.
Two boys playing men in a land made of liars
fearless to face the bombs and the fires.
Not knowing one day that it would all end
I’d have to bid farewell to my greatest friend.
What took him away I could not have seen,
they sent hm to die in those cursed machines.

Funny it seems how things do pass,
feels only yesterday we were boys in the grass.
1942, I don’t feel much older,
but it seems once again I’ll be playing soldier.
He was eighteen, I one year below.
He made the draft and I could not go.
I know in my heart that again I will meet him,
I’ll be waiting here alone on the fields of Antietam.

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from Ten Songs for the Machine Age, released May 24, 2015
Conor James - Guitar, Vocals
Jasper Saah - Bass, Accordion
Isaiah Silvers - Trombone
Molly Beckett - Mandolin, Vocals
Kalanzi Kajubi - Piano, Vocals
Marco Saah - Drums


Words by Conor James, Music by Useless Grant

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