Texty: Crosby, Stills, Nash And Young. Other. Daylight Again.

Daylight again,
Following me to bed.
I think about a hundred years ago,
How my fathers bled.

I think I see a valley,
Covered with bones in blue.
All the brave soldiers that cannot get older,
'Been asking after you.

Hear the past a'calling,
From Armageddon's side.
When everyone's talking and no one is listening,
How can we decide?

Do we find the cost of freedom
Buried in the ground?
Mother Earth will swallow you,
Lay your body down.