Lyric

Boots in the mud

Names on a tag

Letters half-written

Stuffed in a bag

Smoke in the sky

Maps in a tent

Kids turned to captains

Sent and they went

(World at war)

And the radios call us heroes

But nobody wins

When the flags burn down to zero

World at war

(World at war)

Just a line in someone’s story

But every name

Was a universe

Was a universe of morning

Sirens at dawn

Glass on the floor

Mothers in basements

Counting the roars

Photos in frames

Faced to the wall

So they don’t watch

When the buildings fall

(World at war)

And the radios call us heroes

But nobody wins

When the flags burn down to zero

World at war

(World at war)

Just a line in someone’s story

But every name

Was a universe

Was a universe of morning

Who writes the numbers

On the stone

Who tells the children

They’re not coming home

If this is glory

What’s it for

Another lifetime

Lost to war

(World at war)

And the radios call us heroes

But nobody wins

When the flags burn down to zero

World at war

(World at war)

May the pages shout a warning

That every name

Is a universe

Is a universe of morning