The sun is up, looks like a perfect day to put our soldiers on a cake parade
We can line them up and march them down the hall where they can play at guns and we don't have to look at all
Another sailor sleeping well today Another mother misses her lonely son's birthday His bed is empty, not sure where he'd gone with his all stars and nirvana t-shirt on
And if we try to raise their memory You know it makes no difference They'll send our boys for boot camp fun
on us always we'd go blind But for all the rain in sight,
The sun is gone, looks like a perfect day to put our soldiers in an early grave We can line them up and lay them on the lawn with all their purple hearts and badges of courage on
And if we try to raise their memory, you know it's only second best to all the boys who never will,
on us always we'd go blind But for all the rain in sight,
on us always we'd be fine And just to see him one more time,
We'll send you hands of shining stars So you can fill your pretty globe and navigate the seashell graves and safely find your way home