Jackopierce - March Lyrics
"A daughter born the day they walked the moonSomewhere on the edge of the Age of AquariusIn the year her motherWould have otherwise forgottenJuly was very hot in North CarolinaSo she left for Buffalo on a bus in the rainWith the steam off the asphalt still wet in her hairAnd the pain of her soldier goneJust sailed awayBefore he was a soldier, he was just his mother's boyAnd that's exaclty how she planned to keep himHis father died so long ago and he was all she hadStill she shared his love with a very young wifeAnd before the war things weren't so badBut every generation makes the same mistakesAnd still they send their sons away to do the sameThe mothers cry and the daughters die insideAnd the sons like the fathersMarchWhose hair was longer?I think his, she might sayBut in the army they cut it all awayToo much room for wild thoughts to growAnd in the spring of his child's first yearThe father, hey the son, the husbandUnder beautiful sky, youth like fire in his eyesHe gave his life for nothin'No, nothin' at all, they saidSo many years and the pain it still remainsAnd now her daughter's man will sail awayPolitics and promises forever the sameWe take away and sacrifice what we cannot replaceAnd every generation makes the same mistakesAnd still they send their sons away to do the sameAnd the mothers cry and the daughters die insideAnd the sons like the fathersNow the sons and the daughtersMarchBuffalo in the winter, bitter as it isIs home for three generations of widowed brides"
