World War Two
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I am a living soldier stuck in a world of dead.
I wonder if I will become one of them.
I hear screams of pain and agony,
I see bodies all around me.
I am a living soldier stuck in a world of dead.
I'd like to have a moment Sir
Up here so close to You
To talk about the things I've done
and the things I've yet to do
At times I've left formation
To peel off and slip away
Brace yourself
Welcome help
Armor up
Enough’s enough
Hope for the best
Prepare for the worst
Those are the words
You used to calm me
Down by the river
Build a bridge
I can still hear his voice, lost over the rush of the waves.
When really
It was a fan, stirring up the sticky heat
that sat
as still as I did.
