They're shipped off in great packs
To fight "a pointless war"...
Somewhere theres a man
Thinking of his child...
These wings which bring Destruction,
(Our stage...
This war that we are still fighting
Is a waste of our time and lives...
Tears of worry on his checks
as he says goodbye for six months...
9-11-01
Terrorists attack us...
The Soldiers have been gone for so long,
fighting for this country...
They are both on the field as they run; they hear...
They turn to each other both from different...
He's been deployed
To sever and protect...
San An', you're more than a River,
Yet you've pulled your stream to your bosom...
Crouching in the long lost leaves
thousands of warriors...
Shaken and tired they stand
with guns grasped tightly in their hands...