The song Glory is performed by Craig's Brother .
And I wonder how Franklin felt in '42
The war's still new, but Iæ¦ tired of fighting
Bloody boys sobbing fears all somehow died brave men
Exalted then, so wrong yet somehow inviting.
Like a dream moving in slow motion
The smell of death spreads across the ocean
Despite the ma*ses that hate the notion
Bending every purpose toward war
And the bombs start falling,
tight fists of rage hurled
Searching for sanity in such a crazy world
I guess I thought when we got in our boats and sailed away
We wouldn't be here today;
we left behind all that fighting
In a place where they're still debating feudal rights
And boundary lines, and ancient agreements
But I know that Iæ¦ only dreaming
Any day I could wake up screaming
Taking orders in a far away land
Marching round with a gun in my hand
And the bombs start falling,
as the trigger fingers pull
Searching for sanity in such a crazy world
Little boys go marching on for peace . . .