On the side of a hill, in a land called somewhere
A little boy lies asleep in the earth
While down in the valley a crew orages
And people forget what a child's life is worth
On the side of a hill, a little cloud weeps
And waters the gray with its silent tears
While a soldier cleans a polishes a gun
That ended a life at the age of seven years
And the war rages on in the land called somewhere
And generals order their men to kill
And to fight for a cause they've long ago forgotten
While a little cloud weeps on the side of a hill
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