LETS REMEMBER THOSE THAT HAVE FOUGHT, DIED, CRIED, AND LIVE DAILY WITH LOSS.... LEONARD COHENS WORDS ON WAR AND LOSS The Captain Now the Captain called me to his bed He fumbled for my hand Take these silver bars, he said Im giving you command. Command of what, theres no one here Theres only you and me -- All the rest are dead or in retreat Or with the enemy. Complain, complain, thats all youve done Ever since we lost If its not the Crucifixion Then its the Holocaust. May Christ have mercy on your soul For making such a joke Amid these hearts that burn like coal And the flesh that rose like smoke. I know that you have suffered, lad, But suffer this awhile: Whatever makes a soldier sad Will make a killer smile. Im leaving, Captain, I must go Theres blood upon your hand But tell me, Captain, if you know Of a decent place to stand. There is no decent place to stand In a massacre; But if a woman take your hand Go and stand with her. I left a wife in Tennessee And a baby in Saigon -- I risked my life, but not to hear Some country-western song. Ah but if you cannot raise your love To a very high degree, Then youre just the man Ive been thinking of -- So come and stand with me. Your standing days are done, I cried, Youll rally me no more. I dont even know what side We fought on, or what for. Im on the side thats always lost Against the side of Heaven Im on the side of Snake-eyes tossed Against the side of Seven. And Ive read the Bill of Human Rights And some of it was true But there wasnt any burden left So Im laying it on you. Now the Captain he was dying But the Captain wasnt hurt The silver bars were in my hand I pinned them to my shirt. https://youtube/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=hgpVlfayYRU#t=58
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