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A soldier boy and his violin / |
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Uneasy wartime ballet / |
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Omaha Beach / |
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Normandy on |
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D-Day / As his fellow man lay dying / |
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And crimson tide colored the shore / |
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Sons cried for their mothers / |
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Bitter pill of war / |
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He strikes the strings / |
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His heart is on parade / |
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Knows one day he'll be gone / |
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But his melody will stay / |
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A teenage boy in his attic / |
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Finds a case tattered and torn / |
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His father's violin / |
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Companion through the war / |
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He dusts off the fiddle / |
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And raises up to his chin / |
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What the old leave behind / |
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And what the young begin |
