remembrance sunday, a war to end all wars, and the war that came after that, to keep freedom's flag flying
lest we forget the glorious dead, poppy day, remember poppies are red and the fields are full of poppies
history repeats itself
and when the lights go on again all over the world and when the boys come home, all over the world rain and snow will be all that fall from out of the sky a kiss won't mean goodbye, when johnny comes marching home