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A song I wrote for my English class. It is attempting to capture the feel of Ernest Hemingway's writing, and his life in general. I do not own the picture, but I created the song.

Download link: http://www.mediafire.com/?fdjuxclnriip523

LYRICS:

The months rocket by
Yet I don't feel the time
Between my love and the war
My mind's nothing but sore
I hear a screaming sound
"Artillery! Inbound!"
But it's already too late
A wounded leg is my fate.

(Chorus)
You're going to sea
Are you really free?
The honor you have
Remains on the land
A bullet flies past
Your heart's racing fast
Will you push and shove
To save the ones you love?
La hora es ahora (The hour is now)
Para de llora (Stop your tears)
Nos necessitamos (We need)
Y podemos ganamos (And can win)
Pero en el fin (But in the end)
Nos siempre perdemos (We always lose)

The ocean is vast
The wind's blowing fast
A tug on the line
This fish is now mine
"Where is he taking me?"
"Not far out to sea, please."
"Please?"
"Please?"

(Chorus)

Is fame what you want
Or an excuse to flaunt?
Why must you feel the need to bleed
Just to prove that you are free?
Then life treats you ill
It holds back every thrill
Is it really insane
To want to end this rising pain?

(Chorus)

The months rocket by
Yet I don't feel the time
Between my love and the war
My mind's nothing but sore
I hear a screaming sound
"Artillery! Inbound!"
Is it really insane
To want to end this rising pain?

I tried to be the best I could
Now I see that life is misunderstood