Lyrics:

There's a big old moon in the dying room tonight

All the army greens burst at the seams sometimes



They call her Sugarcane and she moved like rain

But she's too proud to unmask the crowd

That's gathered round as she cries



Sugarcane 1968



1968 they were taught to hate and fight

1992 he says 'don't I know you?'

And the rain it fell until she died



Old adversaries when they meet again

Are as familiar as two old friends



Let her dance for you



You walk around the corner

You look into your own eyes