© 2021 So many stories have been told And most forget as they grow old She held his brain right in her hand A gasping reflex welcomed end Lost, all we gained is lost Crossed, all our paths are crossed The wars that followed came and went We paid for each with every cent Our sons and daughters killed and maimed And after all the wars remained I want to know, what took so long Was it the game, life without pain Was it the show, played in slow-mo Alibabas, the war on drugs Lost, all we gained is lost Crossed, all our paths are crossed Find all your strength inside Gather all your might For the coming fight