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This is a 3.5 minute spoken word piece that recounts the futile communication between a soldier and his wife. This is not a political song, but a glimpse into a family trying to endure.
I had written the words after listening to Expansion by Obstructions. Dave graciously let me use it for the 2nd part, and he also created the electronic backing for the 1st part.
Amagi added extra war sounds with his genius electric guitar and piano. I don’t know how Mike got war planes abd bombs out of his piano, but he did, and they sound real.
I added a viola track. Can you pick out the 3 hidden song snippets in there? When I played this for my daughter, she said “Eww, that’s creepy!” And it is.
I had written the words after listening to Expansion by Obstructions. Dave graciously let me use it for the 2nd part, and he also created the electronic backing for the 1st part.
Amagi added extra war sounds with his genius electric guitar and piano. I don’t know how Mike got war planes abd bombs out of his piano, but he did, and they sound real.
I added a viola track. Can you pick out the 3 hidden song snippets in there? When I played this for my daughter, she said “Eww, that’s creepy!” And it is.
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Lyrics
The Last Great War
From the battlefield:
I miss you.
You and the kids are constantly on my mind.
Been here a week and it’s bad, real bad
We’re in the middle of it,
and no one’s gonna win
I’m writing in a hurry,
don’t know if you’ll get this
Sergeant tells us the mail
might not go out anymore
Supply trucks can’t get in;
roads have turned to rubble
Fighting is fierce,
rocket launchings everywhere
Bunker got blown up,
we lost half the platoon
God spared me this time;
but it looks real grim
Rumors goin around it’s turned nuclear
Oh God Oh, God Oh God Oh God
What have we done?
I can’t write anymore, we gotta move out
Gotta find a place to hide from all this
I miss you, baby
Kiss the kids for me…
From the basement:
When you went away to fight
in the Last Great War,
I did my best to hide my tears
from the children
Now….. I openly cry
The bombs have fallen on every major city
The children need comfort
I tell them that everything will be OK
But nothing will ever…be OK again
I protect them as best I can
But the fallout comes drifting down
from the sky like some evil snow
It is only a matter of time
How I wish you were here to hold me!
I cannot bear the thought of watching
our children…die
I watch them sleeping,
and all I can do now is wait-
wait ,and pray
I write down these words,
in the vain hopes that someday,
When the Earth is once again made new
Someone might read my words and know that we had love We had love,
and that will always…. remain
My tears fall,
and my hand trembles as I write
Even as the very foundations of the Earth.. are shaking.
From the battlefield:
I miss you.
You and the kids are constantly on my mind.
Been here a week and it’s bad, real bad
We’re in the middle of it,
and no one’s gonna win
I’m writing in a hurry,
don’t know if you’ll get this
Sergeant tells us the mail
might not go out anymore
Supply trucks can’t get in;
roads have turned to rubble
Fighting is fierce,
rocket launchings everywhere
Bunker got blown up,
we lost half the platoon
God spared me this time;
but it looks real grim
Rumors goin around it’s turned nuclear
Oh God Oh, God Oh God Oh God
What have we done?
I can’t write anymore, we gotta move out
Gotta find a place to hide from all this
I miss you, baby
Kiss the kids for me…
From the basement:
When you went away to fight
in the Last Great War,
I did my best to hide my tears
from the children
Now….. I openly cry
The bombs have fallen on every major city
The children need comfort
I tell them that everything will be OK
But nothing will ever…be OK again
I protect them as best I can
But the fallout comes drifting down
from the sky like some evil snow
It is only a matter of time
How I wish you were here to hold me!
I cannot bear the thought of watching
our children…die
I watch them sleeping,
and all I can do now is wait-
wait ,and pray
I write down these words,
in the vain hopes that someday,
When the Earth is once again made new
Someone might read my words and know that we had love We had love,
and that will always…. remain
My tears fall,
and my hand trembles as I write
Even as the very foundations of the Earth.. are shaking.
A clarification:
The "planes" in the middle are not my piano but my electric guitar.
The "bombs" are single drum kicks tacked on to the end of the piano track I provided for dark ambience.
A chilling piece.
Be well!