[00:15.45]A mist halos the meadow and a soft wind
[00:20.37]breathes a whisper through the trees
[00:24.11]
[00:26.25]As i lean against a hickory I close my eyes and I can almost see
[00:34.65]
[00:36.64]The ghostly forms of blue and gray
[00:41.52]And I can almost hear the cannons blast
[00:46.57]
[00:48.31]Standin' in the prescence of the past
[00:53.42]
[00:55.79]The first few waves came cheerin'
[00:58.35]
[00:59.42]Fear and hatred runnin' through their blood
[01:03.34]
[01:06.71]When the day was finally over
[01:09.27]
[01:10.15]Those left wadin' through a crimson flood
[01:14.08]
[01:16.88]To think I could be right here
[01:20.32]
[01:21.44]In the spot where some young soldier breathed his last
[01:26.75]
[01:28.81]Standin' in the prescence of the past
[01:33.60]
[01:36.86]Brother fightin' brother
[01:38.53]
[01:39.61]Father fightin' son
[01:41.54]
[01:43.41]By the time the sun was settin'
[01:46.16]
[01:46.96]Looked like the South had won
[01:49.71]
[01:50.96]Now my mouth's as dry as cotton
[01:53.39]
[01:54.33]And my heart is beatin' fast
[01:58.06]
[02:00.37]Standin' in the prescence of the past
[02:05.73]
[02:14.54]Sunrise caught the rebels sleepin' and they woke
[02:19.88]To hear a Yankee bugle blow
[02:23.51]
[02:25.50]Bullets flew like angry hornets
[02:28.93]
[02:29.87]Till the peach tree blossoms drifted down like snow
[02:34.27]
[02:37.89]It must have been like hell on earth
[02:40.95]What happened here is more than we can grasp
[02:46.31]
[02:48.25]Standin' in the prescence of the past
[02:53.24]
[02:56.42]Brother fightin' brother
[02:58.37]
[02:59.94]Father fightin' son
[03:02.12]
[03:02.93]By the time the smoke had lifted
[03:06.24]They knew the North had won
[03:09.23]
[03:10.54]Lord my soul feels empty
[03:13.16]
[03:13.92]As my tears fall on this grass
[03:19.85]
[03:20.47]Standin' in the prescence of the past
[03:24.64]
[03:28.09]Brother killin' brother
[03:30.02]
[03:30.64]Father slayin' son
[03:34.01]
[03:34.76]From the looks of this old graveyard
[03:36.93]
[03:38.28]Hell nobody really won
[03:40.65]
[03:42.14]Somethin's changed inside me
[03:45.95]It sure can happen fast
[03:49.38]
[03:51.57]Standin' in the prescence of the past
[03:56.08]
[03:59.26]A mist halos the meadow and a soft wind
[04:04.25]Breathes a whisper through the trees