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Job Well Done

Rob Lincoln
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I heard a silence before the planes
Felt it deep in my heart
We are right it is our land that they take
It is their war they start
I can see my little Khalim
With his toy gun running through the street
It's getting dark
It seems a dream
There's a strange intensive heat
Fire in the sky.. (4x)

I feel a dryness in my throat
I'm not going to cry
Dug in deep I smell some smoke
I will survive
I see me and my brother Sharif
Over Baghdad streets we play
It's time for the mask to breath
Allah give me one more day
Fire in the sky.. (4x)

Tell me why.. (3x)

I feel the air being sucked from me
Must get out I'll try
What is this weapon they use cruelly
I don't want to die..

I can see my sweet daughter's face
I can see the old cypress tree
I can see the whole human race
Why can't they see me?

Fire in the sky.. (4x)
Tell me why.. (3x)



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