Empty-eyed dolls

On the concrete of Dresden

On the concrete of Warsaw

On the concrete of Coventry

Little lost dolls

In the fields of Columbia

In the fields of Vietnam

In the fields of Afghanistan

Broken dolls

As they fall in Bosnia

As they fall in Rwanda

As they fall in Iraq.

Everything comes by design

That's why it's all such a waste

Preparations made in haste

He says he's leaving here.