Destiny
Durbin © 1969
I see a memory of a time
When thoughts were short and had to rhyme
But see...
Just what their destiny.
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Then war was said with silent fear
As deafening sounds of hate
Grew near their minds
How could they be so blind
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Their leaders would have stood and laughed
If they had only seen the half of why
The crime was passing by
Without one single cry
That they’d have to deny
While watching soldiers die.
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Their priceless freedom crushed to their breast
As laid to rest,
With paper flowered Eisenhowers
Taped upon a plastic grave with a styrofoam cross
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Onward Christian soldiers marching as to war
Onward Christian soldiers marching as to war
with the cross of Jesus going on before !
Onward Christian soldiers marching as to war
WAR!!!
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So they marched and fought
And won that time,
And built their heroes
To make it rhyme,
But see...
Just what their destiny,..
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To face the agony,
To face the agony,
Of his stupidity,
Of your stupidity,
Of my stupidity,
When he really wasn’t free,
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He really wasn’t free,
He really wasn’t free,
No he wasn’t,
Or there would be harmony.
He really wasn’t free, or there would be harmony.
He really wasn’t free, or there would be harmony.
He really wasn’t free, or there would be harmony.
You’re really not free, I’m really not free,
Man’s sad destiny, man’s sad destiny, man’s sad destiny, man’s sad destiny ....