No one cares less than I
Edward Thomas
1878 to 1917
Track 1
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"No one cares less than I,
Nobody knows but God,
Whether I am destined to lie
Under a foreign clod,"
Were the words I made to the bugle in the morning.
But laughing, storming, scorning,
Only bugles know
What the bugles say in the morning,
they do not care, when they blow
The call I heard and made words to early this morning.
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