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(Sullivan/Nelson/Dean/White/Gill) 2007
There are boxes packed with bullets, there are crates all stacked with boxes 
There are uniforms and hardware, there are meals all wrapped in plastic
Through the night the ships are loading, every night these ships are loading
Beneath the glare of the burning floodlights and the dancing of the swarmed mosquitoes
And into the fire and the blood red sun the old and rich still send the young men 
Into a world of twisted steel and the acrid smell of metal burning
And on the streets of hometown now, we watch each other as if we're strangers
But say it loud, scream it loud: I am not at war
He says: this body I have been given shall be returned unto its maker 
Beneath my clothes these secrets hidden, the sacrifice that I have to offer
By the checkpoint there are soldiers and the cypress branches waving
And the light is hard as glass and the sky is blue and cool and waiting
And into the fire and the blood red sun the old and rich still send the young men 
Into a world of twisted steel and the acrid smell of metal burning
And on the streets of hometown now, we watch each other as if we're strangers
But say it loud, scream it loud: I am not at war
These stupid empty words could all be written on the cold pale skin 
Of the dead laid out in shallow graves along the road of bombed out palm trees
And in the corners of the bars and cafes, in every town, in every nation 
There are these blood-sports on the TVs and the loaded toneless voices
There are cameras by the gravesides and in the executioners' chambers
There are cameras high above us to guide the missiles down from the heavens
And into the fire and the blood red sun the old and rich still send the young men 
Into a world of twisted steel and the acrid smell of oil burning
And on the streets of hometown now, we watch each other just like strangers
But say it loud, scream it loud: I am not at war
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