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A song from the perspective of a piece of unexploded ordinance. Based on a story I read from Bosnia.
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Genre:
Acoustic - Folk
Songs by artist:
264 songs
Upload date
May 26, 2005
Meta data
MP3 6.7 MB
128 kbps bitrate
0:00 minutes
Words/music
David Rovics © David Rovics 2002 All Rights Reserved
Story behind the song
A song from the perspective of a piece of unexploded ordinance. Based on a story I read from Bosnia.
Lyrics
I was born Between factory walls And I was conceived Amongst the ivory halls And in this world I knew my role I went to work With a single goal I traveled the earth To far-off lands From the Asian jungles To the African sands I flew in planes Of camoflage green Before I settled Upon this scene Like a shooting star I came to rest And this farmer's field Is where I nest Just watching the seasons Come and go Watching the long grass Grow and grow Years go by And I lay here still For my purpose is clear For me to fulfill The sun was out It was the middle of May When the farmer's three children Came out to play They ventured near I lay in wait One unknowing step Sealed their fate One thousand shards Of plastic rose From where I lay And through their clothes Into their bodies The shrapnel sank Here in this field By a river bank The blood poured down Shone in the sun And one cluster bomblet's Job was done ---- Created January, 2002 Copyright David Rovics 2002, all rights reserved