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[jessewestend]

Bombs Away

As a child I was shaken
by the sound of aeroplanes
I jumped over ditches like
They were mass graves
obsessed with glory
I wanted to make some waves

Tree house for a foxhole
Broken sticks for rifles
I took notes as they flew by
I became a disciple
Aim for the wing
Aim for the tank
God save the queen
God damn my rank

I prayed that some day
Someone up there would say
Bombs away
Bombs away
And I prayed
I prayed…
For that day
Bombs away

I trained and studied
when it came I was ready
I cut off my hair
With a dull machete.
When I said bye to my mom
The air felt so heavy

War sweet war
,there was peace no more
Just remember the notes
And the oath you swore
Aim for the wing
Aim for the tank
God save the Queen
God damn your rank

When Some day came
I could almost hear them say
Bombs away
Bombs away
And I prayed
I prayed…

My right wing’s shot to hell
both my hands are burned
tried my best to bail
But the latch wouldn’t turn
So I said
Dear god not now
please not like this
I was born to be hero
Not a fucking statistic
And the ground’s getting close
my time is near
This time I won’t wake
This time its blood not tears.

So I flew to you,
In soot and flames
And I can still hear
Your soft lips say
Bombs away
Bombs away
Bombs away
Bombs away
So I flew to you,
In soot and flames
And I can still hear
Your soft lips say
Bombs away
Bombs away
Bombs away
Bombs away