Its called freedom but
still they must pay
not with cash but in a hurtful-way
with their life on the line each and everyday
we cant call them but we can write letters
can sigh we love them
but we cant give them a kiss
i cant believe
we actully pay for this
the tears the blood the phone calls home
the phone rings but it aint who we expect to hear
its the sargent saying hes so sorry
we already know what the rest of his line is
but no this aint the first call its the second and these
days just seem to get more shaddy
cause the last letter he wrote was that it was his life
but now he left his kids and wife
and we all sit in a room crying to one another
but the worst of all
is when we have to tell his mother
but maybe it wont hit her cuz shes
to drunk to tell i wonder what he would of done
if he had a second chance i guess he would of
stood up and fought for his \"so called\" freedom
cuz the words \"United We Stand\"
always did keep with him.
