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No Man's Land

He was my brother he was born the day I left
he took the mother lode and I took all the rest
he was a fighter he was always in control
he kept a candle burning way down in his soul

Shots fired in anger and a widow cries alone
just one more mother's son who won't be coming home
they speak in whispers there are riders to the east
the blind man says "Mister bring a bottle and a priest"

That's the way it always goes that's the way it's always been
who you are or what you know you're like a feather on the wind
let the river wash you 'way reach the river if you can
past the blue and past the grey all the way to no man's land

There was no shelter there was nowhere left to run
they came like eagles screaming down out of the sun
I heard the whistle sound the engine pulled away
I saw my brother down I left him where he lay

Some fight for honour there are those that fight for gold
some die believing all the fairy tales they're told
there are no heroes and there is no marching band
there are no miracles down here in no man's land

That's the way it always goes that's the way it's always been
who you are or what you know you're like a feather on the wind
let the river wash you 'way reach the river if you can
past the blue and past the grey all the way to no man's land