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I remember a story of great battles won and the tale of our heroes who died by the gun while the rest looked and smiled at the freedom they've won but the weight of the chain slows the run I remember a song about flags standing high as the red blazing rockets turned dark a blue sky I remember the reason the weak shared good-byes if they could I remember a sight at the dreams that we had and the injustice they've suffered had driven them mad I remember when we had the right to be sad all the time I remember the war of the great days of old and the battle hymns they sung while they died in the cold I remember the good men they bought and they sold for a dime let's take a look now what we've changed after all we're still so much the same after all this time can't we make up our minds must we all play the losing game let's take a look now what we've changed after all we're still so much the same after all this time can't we make up our minds guess we'll all play the losing game From Letras Mania