Gallipoli - Poets Lyrics

There was once a story
About a poet before our time
He spoke of shells falling
And five nines dropping behind
If we can place us in his story
As young men in a desperate time
Some of us would run with glory
Some of us with pride
Some would love the story
But many of us would die

If I could take this poet
And place his face online
Would the information
Leave a thought corrupted mind
And what would his father say
Knowing nothing of the time
He see's his young boy hanging
And stares at his withering eyes

We are all one story
Poets of our time
Come lets speak our worries
Before we say goodbye
Come lets speak our worries
Before we say goodbye