Josh Woodward: "Sunflower Boy"
Early in the war in Ukraine, I saw a video of an woman walking up to an occupying Russian soldier, and giving him a handful of sunflower seeds to put in his pocket, so that they might grow when he dies. I couldn't get that image out of my head, so I wrote this song.
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You're standing on my land, with shaky little hands
Your uniform is baggy and worn, your face is cold and blank
From your mother's breast, without a chance to rest
You woke up with a rifle slung across your hairless chest
Grow, sunflower boy
Grow, sunflower boy
They took you away, and put you on a train
And left you in your callow skin, with nothing to your name
And all you feeble boys, you never had a choice
Those fragile men, you speak for them, with a quiver in your voice
Grow, sunflower boy
Grow, sunflower boy
Little soldier, please, take this pile of seeds,
And carry them till the bitter end, in the pocket of your sleeve
And when you close your eyes, beneath the fading skies
In the mud, a pool of blood, a sunflower will rise
Grow, sunflower boy
Grow, sunflower boy
Grow, sunflower boy
Grow, sunflower boy