I saw the sun
I saw the light touch my skin and it felt warm
I heard a sigh (he heard his sigh)
I heard my sigh
I hurt my lungs and it burnt my tongue as air went by
These words I meant to speak
But it’s silence that we reap
This land is a wasteland
A "taste land" for bitter and for sweet
On my lips, so gently kissed
I perceived lament and hiss
Lightning strikes, as known hereby, sometimes twice
And then I found what I came here for
The relics of our Civil War
Trenches, blackened trees and mud up to our knees
These words I meant to speak
But it’s silence that we reap
This land is a wasteland
A "taste land" for bitter and for sweet
This land is a wasteland
It’s the vanity of our affairs
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