Brendan Ashton


When the war is at an end
And reasons are forgot
When they all come marching home
And heroes go to work
In every city, in every town
Across the country wide
When they all come marching home
They are left alone to cry

Brave hearts and heroes bold
In Battle showed their strength
As friends and souls, lived and died
Each day facing death
Come home to all the family
Together sharing pain
But remains inside their minds
Becomes a curse to them

Madness, loneliness, and shame
They all come marching home
The man who was behind the gun
Without it he’s alone
And as the casualties of peace
Look for answers and for friends
They find they stand behind locked doors
And the war begins again