Moment Of Silence

What would you give for a moment of silence?
Wait for me in the garden alone
We could feed goldfish in the Tigris
Holding hands on a bridge made of stone
I spend my days with the pride of lions
They repay me by sparing my life
The roar of progress, the whore of advertisement
Unaware that their children have died
I lost a brother over there in combat training
He threw the pin when he pulled his grenade
And with only one second remaining
Covered his ears before he was blown away
What would you give for a moment of silence?
I pulled my car to the shoulder of the road
Thought I saw you swimming naked in the Tigris
I dove headfirst from a bridge made of stone