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This Little Strangeness

Been here for four years now Battle hardened, battle worn, battle foul Killed so many strangers classed as enemies as they fell The fight is finally over 1945 sees new hope for all This strange tour of Europe where I found another me! Never thought I’d last through it all, never thought I’d sail home across the sea? Now waiting for final despatch The journey home So many people who can’t go home! I’m more nervous about this last step To return home and face those faces Those who loved and cared Those who cried and prayed Why the hell am I so scared? I’d attacked the enemy with surprise I’d fought hand to hand and seen their eyes I’d laid them down to show respect Now I can’t stand this one last trek? This little strangeness, this little fear I’ve been in hell without a single tear? But the tears are flowing now with every passing mile The thought of them so happy - to see their smiles This little strangeness, this peculiar fear. Why so happy but so many tears? This little strangeness, this heart can beat This little strangeness inside of me.

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