Long ago they built this fort of stone above the Hudson
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To guard against intruders, there were cannons in these walls
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But now it's just a park where we can come and bring the children
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On a clear sunny morning in the fall
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The reason for this fortress was the threat of foreign warships
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And though these walls were ready, no gunboats reached our shores
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But you kids can climb the tower and look out across the harbor
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And imagine being lookouts for the enemy at war
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But you never see it coming anymore
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Now we're on the frontlines like stepping over landmines
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Not beneath our footsteps but never far away
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And now the possibility, the presence of the enemy
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It could be any city, maybe any peaceful day
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It's a clear sunny morning, but it's nothing like before
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Cause you never see it coming anymore
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It's a different kind of peace, cause it's a different kind of war
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And you never see it coming anymore
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These kids have learned some history and they know what warfare used to be
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Tanks and guns and soldiers that moved across the land
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With strategies and battlelines converging at a place in time
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And lives were lost for reasons that the world could understand
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On the History Channel war can look exactly like before
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When you were certain it was over by the ticker tape parade
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They could come back home to safety, they could celebrate the victory
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And the landmines were all buried 'cross the ocean far away
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But a different kind of war has reached our shore
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And you never see it coming anymore
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Now we're on the frontlines like stepping over landmines
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Not beneath this pavement but never far away
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And now the possibility, the presence of the enemy
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It could be any city, maybe any peaceful day
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It's a clear sunny morning, but it's nothing like before
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Cause you never see it coming anymore
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It's a different kind of peace, cause it's a different kind of war
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And you never see it coming anymore
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September 12
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David Wilcox |