Now all of the planes have landed
And the soldiers are in their beds
Smoke rises from their clothing
And sweet dreams through their heads
Truth faced leaves a strange taste
When joy and sadness meet
A country rain on a city street
This life is bittersweet
The boy with the bloated belly
Hears today's trucks arrive
He puts down his baby sister
And makes his way outside
Truth faced leaves a stragne taste
When joy and sadness meet
A country rain on a city street
This life is bittersweet
Everyone's a novelist
And everyone can sing
But no one talks when the TV's on...
The lightening flashed, and the thunder rolled
Dark clouds filled the sky
A country rain on a city street
This life is bittersweet
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