i imagine a dream
in which i'm a soldier and i'm walking
on the faces of dead women
and everyone i've left behind me
it's the year when the troops entered
the thirty-ninth thirty-ninth parallel
send me home restless
send me home damaged
and wanting
Verse
it's the year when some poet said
"we must love, or accept the consequences"
i want you to share every pinprick of guilt
that i have felt, that i have felt
send me home restless
send me home damaged
send me home disposes
send me home damaged
and wanting