Gettysburg

The air was still and the day was almost done
And I began to believe that life was almost beautiful

The memory that haunts me still
Of the day we spent upon that Gettysburg hill
Sweet smelling day we spent in the past
Reliving history on a battlefield of grass

The air was still and the day was almost done
And I began to believe that life was almost beautiful
The air was still and the day was almost done
And I began to believe that life was almost beautiful

Hand in hand, togethеr with the edge of thе day
I began to wonder what those history books would say
I found no answer in the speechless eyes
Of a weather-beaten statue staring blind to the skies

Rusty black cannon fired only in my mind
With questions unanswered by a century of time
And above us, stone generals sat proud to the sun
Reviewing the ranks of men that lie there slaughtered

Hand in hand, up with the edge of the day
I began to wonder what those history books would say
I found no answer in the speechless eyes
Of a weather-beaten statue staring blind to the skies

The air was still and the day was almost done
And I began to believe that life was almost beautiful
The air was still and the day was almost done
But victory left the wrongs of war unaltered, unaltered, unaltered