War Is Kind

Mother, you saw my eyes On the Fourth of July Under a banner of roman candles Mother, war is kind Like hell, but I am fine Brother, have you gone west? Have you followed through once yet? You are still younger, how dare you forget Brother, war is best In the morning when you've had rest Like a lost dog between houses In the unknown open country Line up at dawn to see who's missing My age is a metaphor It only speaks of everything before Daughter, you wear my name Those are my eyes, keep 'em raised I may have scars, but I give more than I take Daughter, war is safe Where you are far away Lover, are you gone? My heart has taken too much on One octave lower than thunder it drums Lover, war is done In more ways than just one Like a lost dog between houses In the unknown open country Like an outlaw now standing At the foot of infinity The sun is wild And just in front of me