They're coming for me,
They're coming for me,
The walls begin to crumble.

The war is here,
The war is here,
Beneath me the surface rumbles.

I'll stay and fight,
I'll stay and fight,
It's my duty to resist.

With whatever I've got,
With whatever I've got,
I'll throw the iron fist.

Never forget,
Never forget,
The hell that happened here.

If I should die,
If I should die,
The war won't disappear.

There's not many left,
There's not many left,
But no one's going to leave.

Peace is so distant,
Peace is so distant,
Still, we march on and believe.

So this is goodbye.
And I don't even know why,
In my tears I just try,
To understand.

You gave me so much,
Never long out of touch,
But now there's confusion
at hand.

You were a brother, a friend,
comrade to the end.
Through the curves and the bends
That came at us.

There was much that we learned,
a few times we got burned.
But we were never concerned,
about status.

So now I'm here and you're not,
in this loneliness spot,
and I'll give what I've got,
to be courageous.

So sweet soul, carry on,
To the place that's beyond.
Not even death breaks the bond
or separates us.

In my garden sits a flower.
Just a solitary rose.
Why it grows there with no other.
Perhaps God only knows.

The winds have yet to take it down,
It survived the summer storms.
No animal has ripped it up,
It’s stands tall in perfect form.

The soil’s not so great there.
It’s somewhat hidden from the light.
Yet it stays there, calm and beautiful,
Through the day and night.

Not a single mark or blemish,
Not a petal out of place.
Rising up so strong and stoic,
Thing of beauty and of grace.

I’ve lost much in this garden,
And perhaps that’s how it goes,
But sure as the sun will rise again,
I still have my perfect rose.

This tiny, vibrant flower,
Best thing my garden ever grew.
I wonder: Was it put here
So I’d always think of you?

There's little more than panic and despair,
Moving through the mass of frosty air.
These little golden dreams torn asunder at the seams,
It's almost just too much for me to bear.

You say there's no reason for concern,
as we watch the things around us smoke and burn.
Got to be be quick on your feet when there's panic in the street.
Will those forgotten spirits ever learn?

The mighty trees of freedom bend and sway,
struggling with the sickness and decay.
And I can't help but wonder "why" as I look toward the sky:
"Did we ever let ourselves get so astray?"

Above it all the flag, Old Glory reigns,
healing this wounded nation from her pains.
Before long we'll stand free next to Lady Liberty
and finally shed off these worn chains.

No reason now to hang a head in shame
or worry about a patriotic game.
Can we all focus now and build that shining city on the hill,
instead of worrying about just who's to blame?

Let it follow from sea to shining sea,
this great nation that is home to you and me.
No more petty old disputes, just a garden bearing fruit.
If the golden door is here we hold the key

I'm standing in the pouring rain,
praying it will cleanse this pain,
and bring my heart a bit closer to you.
More than distant memories,
like a raging wind or a roaring breeze,
For the days we had I will sing 'Hallelujah'

It's lonely in the room tonight,
but you're still here, my guiding light,
thriving in my heart and in my soul.
Nothing can replace your love,
now forever in the great above,
safe under the Lord's care and control.

Smiling, I think of your gentle touch,
Right now I want it oh so much,
Special life of yours, fragile and so brief.
Oh how I miss you, my heart it breaks,
my spirit weeps, my body quakes,
there's no shortcut when dealing with the grief.

So I'm standing here, it seems, to say
to the One who gives and takes away,
Wondering why this you chose to do.
Your plan is perfect, Your ways are sure,
Your love is endless, Your heart is pure,
so forever I will praise you. 'Hallelujah'

She beckons me with fireflies,
there's concrete sadness in her eyes.
Leave me soon these complex walls,
Of dust and steel waterfalls.
Guide me with your neon beams,
Through this sonic maze of dreams.
Out there in the summer heat,
Where flames burn up and down the street.
Lost in the glow of asphalt haze,
Dreaming of my younger days.
Waiting for my long lost friends,
At the grey place where the sidewalk ends.

What are we all really?
Except for echoes of our dreams
floating in a magical sea.
Surely as the sun sets each day
I'll be there on the shore
Waiting for your ship to come in
And then we'll dance together.

There so many things I had to say
That I never told you.
But maybe I didn't need to.
Maybe, in some distant, soulful way
You already knew.
And You already loved me for it.

What does it mean to be human?
What does it mean to be alive?
Maybe tonight's not the night
for questions or vague ponderances.
Maybe tonight is just for you and me,
Together, embraced under the twilight.

Do you remember what was in the air
that night we dreamt in Winnipeg?
The north so carefully veils her secrets,
We'll unlock them one by one.
Not today, not tomorrow, but right here in this moment.
We are the fragrance on the ice.

When the temperate moment is over,
I'll be taken away up the river.
To find my own blessed place.
Where vibrant wilderness calls out to me
sets my northern heart on fire
and wait for the day you come to me again.