"Eyes of Glass" genre: Folk
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	Available for a short time only. This song was first a poem that my friend Larry Reynolds asked me to put to music for him. Its taken from HIS actual experiences in Vietnam. Be sure to read the story behind the song on the lyrics page by clicking on the song title. To order the song on CD visit: www.divinesolutions.net/eyesofglass-order.htm
	Credits: Words by Larry Reynolds. Music and Performance by Roy Rivers. Copyright (c) 2003, Larry Reynolds, All Rights Reserved
	Story Behind the Song Over 2 years ago, my friend Larry Reynolds approached me with a poem he'd written about his experiences while serving in Vietnam. He asked if I could put his words to music. I accepted, thinking it would be an easy enough task. How hard could it be? Was I ever wrong! It became the most difficult thing, musically, I've ever done. Part of my struggle was because the subject matter is very much beyond what I normally write about, so the task of setting his words to music became an immense undertaking. Now that it's finished, I hope I've done my part well enough to help Larry with his healing. All these years later, his experiences while serving there are still as fresh and as real as if it was yesterday. To all the Vietnam vets out there who also lived this song. May it help you as well. Your feedback would be much appreciated. To my own fans who think this song may be a tremendous departure for me... well it is! But its a departure to help a close friend. In that regard... this song is exactly right down my alley. Peace to everyone. Roy Lyrics Eyes Of Glass A Poem By Larry Reynolds Music and Performance by Roy Rivers A buddy's cries I heard today On hells battlefield in full array "Make it quick, oh God" he prayed, "I don't want to live this hellish day". My buddy's hand I held today. Eyes of glass, he could not stay No beret or wings upon his chest He just gave the world his best Two hundred strong, in battle today But only ten walked away Soaked in blood and screams of pain We had fought with nothing to gain The battle closed in, bayonets drawn Comrades left one by one One hundred ninety left today Eyes of glass. They would not stay The cries of death, I heard today On hells battlefield in full array "Make it quick, oh God" we prayed Never to live again this hellish day The dead lie round, the wounded cry "Mommy, mommy, God don't let me die!" A bayonets cut, I felt today On hells battlefield in full array Written in blood of stories untold Heroic scenes of soldiers bold Doctors and nurses with heavy hearts Comfort gave when comrades depart Unselfishly they gave of blood and tears To help our comrades shed their fears With hands held tight in prayer and song We pray that we have not been wrong The wounds lie deep, the flesh will heal The spirit's gone, no more to deal No freedom ring, no children sing The machines of war 'tis all they bring A distant land, mother's weep A child cries for one who sleeps Rockets scream, no mother dreams Children pray for those who've passed in full array Blood flows freely in our dreams Wives are wakened by our screams The war is over, the test is done "God, what more could we have done?" We are gone, but this be sure Never again to this endure For in our dreams we live those days That took all those in full array

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