And I often sighI often wonder whyI'm still here and I still cryAnd I often cryI often spill a tearOver those not hereBut still they are so nearPlease ease my burdenAnd I still rememberA memory and I weepIn my broken sleepThe scars they cut so deepPlease ease my burdenPlease ease my painSurely without war there would be no lossHence no mourning, no grief, no pain, no miseryNo sleepless nights missing the dead... Oh, no moreNo more war