Glory Lyrics - Singles - Craig's Brother

And I wonder how Franklin felt in '42 

The war's still new but I'm tired of fighting 

Bloody boys sobbing fears all somehow died brave men 

Exalted then, so wrong yet somehow inviting 

Like a dream moving in slow motion 

The smell of death spreads across the ocean 

Despite the masses that hate the notion 

Bending every purpose toward war 

And the bombs start falling 

Tight fists of rage hurled 

Searching for sanity 

In such a crazy world 

And it's crazy 

I guess I thought when we got in our boats and sailed away 

We wouldn't be here today, we left behind all that fighting 

In a place where they're still debating feudal rights 

And boundary lines and ancient agreements 

But I know that I'm only dreaming 

Any day I could wake up screaming 

Taking orders in a far away land 

Marching 'round with a gun in my hand 

And the bombs start falling 

As the trigger fingers pull 

Searching for sanity 

In such a crazy world 

And it's crazy 

It's such a crazy world 

It's crazy 

Little boys go marching on for peace 

Little boys go marching on for peace 

Little boys go marching on for peace 

Little boys go marching on for peace 

Little boys go marching on for peace 

(Little boys go) 

The bombs start falling 

(Marching on for peace) 

As the trigger fingers pull 

Searching for sanity 

In such a crazy world 

And it's crazy 

It's such a crazy world 

Such a crazy world