The steel drum marches
my heart stops
for it knows this all too familiar sound
the colors of home fly boldly in the wind
And so the story is told
The beat is steady
soldiers uniformed proudly
little boys say play war with their childhood toys
Brothers, husbands, sons
like little puppets moving to the hypnotizing sound
the steel drum marches
my heart stops
for it knows this all too familiar sound
the colors of home fly boldly in the wind
And so the story is told
The story of a grandfather
telling a tale all too well known
share this tale of nightmares, things we'll never know
Medals reflect the light in his eyes
shining, adorning his uniform
An epic drama performed
like a Shakesperean play
accompanies the tune
on this dreary day
the beat of the drum,
whistling flute
One story ends,
another continues
the steel drum marches
my heart stops
for it knows this all too familiar sound
the colors of home fly boldly in the wind
And so the story is told
my heart stops
for it knows this all too familiar sound
the colors of home fly boldly in the wind
And so the story is told
The beat is steady
soldiers uniformed proudly
little boys say play war with their childhood toys
Brothers, husbands, sons
like little puppets moving to the hypnotizing sound
the steel drum marches
my heart stops
for it knows this all too familiar sound
the colors of home fly boldly in the wind
And so the story is told
The story of a grandfather
telling a tale all too well known
share this tale of nightmares, things we'll never know
Medals reflect the light in his eyes
shining, adorning his uniform
An epic drama performed
like a Shakesperean play
accompanies the tune
on this dreary day
the beat of the drum,
whistling flute
One story ends,
another continues
the steel drum marches
my heart stops
for it knows this all too familiar sound
the colors of home fly boldly in the wind
And so the story is told
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