All Quiet On The Western Front - Elton John

All quiet on the Western Front, nobody saw

A youth asleep in the foreign soil, planted by the war

Feel the pulse of human blood pouring forth

See the stems of Europe bend under force

All quiet

All quiet

All quiet on the Western Front

So tired of this garden’s grief, nobody cares

Old kin kiss the small white cross, their only souvenir

See the Prussian offense fly, weren’t we grand

To place the feel of cold sharp steel in their hands

It’s gone all quiet on the Western Front, male angels sigh

Ghosts float in a flooded trench as Germany dies

Fever reaps the flowers of France, fair-haired boys

String the harps to Victory’s voice, joyous noise