Oskar's Drum Of Their Bones
I've been here before
Before the wars
This very square
Where they burned the books, then the boys
We've been here before
1932 once more
This is the forest
But now there's no sign of it
Of the men, of the women
Of the boys, of the girls
And their bones
Of their bones
You come here again
Bringing your people
This time we'll win you say
Your banners spinning
You can't see the fire
The scorched lands behind you
And their bones
He's come here to heal
To lead his people
They look like him
Not like other people I know
We've been here before
It's 1932 once more
The camp where we gathered
Now there's no sign of it
With these men, with these women
With these boys, with these girls
And their bones
Have my bones
