The unnecessary nature of war . Tell our young men to come home this fight is not worth fighting!

But on the eve of a great battle with the infantry in dream
The old general tossed in his sleep and wrestled with its meaning
He awoke from that night to tell what he had seen
And walked slowly out of his tent

All the men held tall with their chests in the air
With courage in their blood and a fire in their stare
And it was a grey morning and they all wondered how they would fare
Till the old general told them to go home