BALTIMORE 1942
(Craig Robertson 2011)

In the wartime, everything’s lost in the wartimes
Add up the cost of the war crimes
List all the missing again.
That evening at the USO dance in the Elks Hall
I saw you leaning against the wall
Trying to look nonchalant
I asked you what are you drinking
I don’t know I have been thinking
I don’t know what I want
In the wartime, everything’s lost in the wartimes
Add up the cost of the war crimes
List all the missing again.
Outside the stars were so bright on that last night
I knew that nothing would ever be right
Nothing ever again
Winter was coming in fast I could feel it
So I brought you your sweater outside
You were chilled by the wind
In the wartime, everything’s lost in the wartimes
Add up the cost of the war crimes
List all the missing again.
And I thought we could be somebody’s parents.
A photo in somebody’s scrapbook
Two people the last night in town
Our children would live in another dimension
One without fighting or tension
One that I never have found.
In the wartime, everything’s lost in the wartimes
Add up the cost of the war crimes
List all the missing again.