• Day becomes night and night becomes day,
    Think the pain is here to stay.
    The grass it blue, the sky is green,
    Nothing is as it seems.
    Seeing sounds and hearing smells,
    Loud are whispers, quiet are yells.
    Small is big and big is small,
    Tall is short and short is tall.
    Wrong is right and right is wrong,
    Songs are poems and poems are songs.
    Fighting a war that no one can win,
    Every action is another sin.
    Swords are shooting, guns will slash,
    Blood will rip and skin will splash.
    Light is dark and dark is light,
    See the soldiers, watch them fight.
    Curved things straighten and straight things bend,
    The last gun sounds and everything ends,

    The war is over, but no one's won,
    The stars are flying and it's raining suns.