Sunflower Boy Lyrics

You're standing on my land, with shaky little hands

Your uniform is baggy and worn, your face is cold and blank

From your mother's breast, without a chance to rest

You woke up with a rifle slung across your hairless chest

Grow, sunflower boy

Grow, sunflower boy

They took you away, and put you on a train

And left you in your callow skin, with nothing to your name

And all you feeble boys, you never had a choice

Those fragile men, you speak for them, with a quiver in your voice

Grow, sunflower boy

Grow, sunflower boy

Little soldier, please, take this pile of seeds,

And carry them till the bitter end, in the pocket of your sleeve

And when you close your eyes, beneath the fading skies

In the mud, a pool of blood, a sunflower will rise

Grow, sunflower boy

Grow, sunflower boy

Grow, sunflower boy

Grow, sunflower boy