Was that you
Was that you
Hiding in the shadows
Watching from the window
Standing on a knoll
As the car drove by
All the President’s men
With flat feet
Following a horseless carriage
It was Sarajevo
In Texas
Was it you
Turning on the taps
In the charnel house
Crying
In the bunker
When the last shot came
Sitting in a cafe
When the bomb vest blew
Waiting at the station
When the train came in
Belching smoke
It is no joke
Never to be late again
Was it you
Walking through the trenches
When the last man fell
Staining red the poppies
Where the bodies lay
Did you see them
As they passed your way
Was that you
Flying with Enola
As the sun came up
Sipping a mint julep
When the shuttle blew
If it was you
Pulling up daisies
As the mushrooms grew
Singing Hallelujah
As the missiles flew
You will not get far
I know who you are.