tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57359823517514358372012-02-16T20:14:53.984-08:00Sparky Markyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17877439204123064381noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5735982351751435837.post-74478513775006750232007-02-05T10:03:00.000-08:002007-02-05T10:09:14.829-08:00<span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"><strong>"Sons And Daughters"</strong></span><br /><br />When we arrive<br />Sons &amp; daughters<br />We'll make our homes on the water<br />We'll build our walls aluminum<br />We'll fill our lives with cinnamon now<br />These currents pull us 'cross the border<br />Steady your boats<br />Arms to shoulder'till tides are pulled<br />Hold our grounds<br />Making this cold harbor now home<br />Take up your arm<br />Sons and daughters<br />We will arise from the bunkers<br />By land, by sea, by dirrigible<br />We'll leave our tracks untraceable now<br />When arrive<br />Sons and daughters<br />We'll make our lives on the water<br />We'll build our walls aluminum<br />We'll fill our mouths cinnamon<br />When we arrive<br />Sons and daughters<br />We'll make our homes on the water<br />We'll build our walls aluminum<br />We'll fill our mouths cinnamon<br />(when we arrive sons and daughters<br />We'll make our homes underwater<br />When we build our walls of aluminum<br />We'll fill our mouths with cinnamon)<br />Here all the bombs fade away<br />Here all the bombs fade away<br />Here all the bombs fade away<br />Here all the bombs fade away<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5735982351751435837-7447851377500675023?l=c4blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sparky Markyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17877439204123064381noreply@blogger.com1