Trench Prayer
Contour
The many wars we run
The clock right down to none
Just to play faithful to
The cause you claim is just
I want an orange tree
I live in falling leaves
Just shooting through the rain
Wish it were watering
Say a word for the ones sailing away
Say a prayer for the young sailing away, sailing away
Say a word for the ones sailing away
If the sun come in, gentle rays
If the wine get poured, sweet the taste
This burial ain't grave
This is a joyous change
On pointed toes we wait
Dissolving of the state
In documented form
I dream a safe return
It's just a thought I hold
Until that coming day