Where the rose is sown…

We’re at war all the papers say
We will win I read today
We are strong it wasn’t us
We are right who started this?

Leave your work I just left school
Leave your home I am no fool
Take up arms it left me strong
Sound alarms the school bell rings

Sons of men who stand like Gods
We give life to feed the cause
And run to ground our heathen foe
Our name will never die this time will be forever

Join up here I wave goodbye
We need you, oh my breast sighs
Have no fear now I must try
God will be with braver men

Take the vow I know it’s right
Praise the flag the good fight
We’re at war I’m on my way
We will win why do I pray?

Sons of men who stand like Gods
We give life to feed the cause
And run to ground our heathen foe
Our name will never die this time will be forever

I wait here in this hole
Playing poker with my soul
I hold the rifle close to me
It lights the way to keep me free

If I die in a combat zone
Box me up and ship me home
If I die and still come home
Lay me where the rose is sown

Sons of men who stand like Gods
We give life to feed the cause
And run to ground our heathen foe
Our name will never die this time will be forever

Lyrics from metrolyrics.com

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Book Hangovers

Whether it’s your inability to start a new book, because you are still living in the world of the book you have just finished, or if it is simply that as you close the cover on the last page, you realise the rest of the world has just carried on while you’ve suffered a battery of emotions, book hangovers, can be a pain.

You see book hangovers don’t always spoil your enjoyment of reading, they can spoil your enjoyment of writing, or experiencing real life, because you cannot shake the feelings they have caused. Sometimes those feelings can be inspirational and drive you forward, sometimes they will be dark and hang around for days making you contemplate all you know.

I find book hangovers more annoying than real hangovers, because they invariable last an awful lot longer, but unlike those mornings after the night before where you swear you’ll never drink again, I know I’ll always read another book, because the heroes and heroines are my heroin, my drug, my addiction, and I wouldn’t change it for the world.