It was a timely reminder that Canadian soldiers in Afghanistan are fighting a dangerous war, with a higher mortality rate than the Americans in Iraq. Here is one of the lyrics Gray wrote about the trenches in 1916.
Oh, the bloody earth is littered
With the fighters and the quitters
Oh, what could be more bitter
Than a nameless death below
See the trenches, long and winding,
See the battle slowly grinding,
Don't you wonder how good men can live so low.
Up above, the sun is burning,
Up above, the clouds are yearning:
"Oh, if only I could fly!"
From the burning sun, I'll sight you.
In the burning sun, I'll fight you.
Oh, let us dance together in the sky.
In the sky,
In the sky,
Just you and I up there together,
Who knows why?
One the hunter, one the hunted;
A life to live, a death confronted
Oh, let us dance together in the sky.
And for you the bell is ringing,
And for you, the bullets singing:
"Oh, my friends, it's you or I."
And I'll watch you last returning
to the earth, the fires burning.
Look up and you will see me wave goodbye.
In the sky,
In the sky,
Just you and I up there together,
Who knows why?
One the hunter, one the hunted;
A life to live, a death confronted
Oh, let us dance together in the sky.
With the fighters and the quitters
Oh, what could be more bitter
Than a nameless death below
See the trenches, long and winding,
See the battle slowly grinding,
Don't you wonder how good men can live so low.
Up above, the sun is burning,
Up above, the clouds are yearning:
"Oh, if only I could fly!"
From the burning sun, I'll sight you.
In the burning sun, I'll fight you.
Oh, let us dance together in the sky.
In the sky,
In the sky,
Just you and I up there together,
Who knows why?
One the hunter, one the hunted;
A life to live, a death confronted
Oh, let us dance together in the sky.
And for you the bell is ringing,
And for you, the bullets singing:
"Oh, my friends, it's you or I."
And I'll watch you last returning
to the earth, the fires burning.
Look up and you will see me wave goodbye.
In the sky,
In the sky,
Just you and I up there together,
Who knows why?
One the hunter, one the hunted;
A life to live, a death confronted
Oh, let us dance together in the sky.
2 comments:
fuck you, the americans have way more casualties then us. learn about war before writing about it. geez
You didn't read the sentence correctly, she said...."Canadian soldiers in Afghanistan are fighting a dangerous war, with a higher mortality rate than the Americans in Iraq"
The key word is 'RATE', and she is correct. Until the Amercian surge into Afganistan earlier this year (2010), the percentage of Canadian soldiers killed in Afganistan was higher than the percentage of American soldiers killed in Iraq.
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