I wonder if you dream the same dreams as I do,
If the same thoughts haunt you too;
If you shed the same tears in the dark of the morning,
And pray the same prayers before you pass out.

I wonder if you are still the person that I used to know,
For whom I could break my bones,
For whom I could break my pride,
For whom I could break my heart.

It's easy to rebel
It's easy to fight back
But it's difficult to take the hits
And remain silent.

If someone says that freedom's free
Then, they don't have a clue
Of the things they take for granted
And the cost to me and you

Freedom has a price tag
And it's measured out in lives
of sons and missing daughters
In husbands and in wives

The cost of freedom's heavy
No dollar value can be set
Think of those who gave their life
When you next go thank a vet

Freedom is expected
But, freedom isn't free
Sacrifices must be made
If freedom we will see

The choice to fight is simple
It's something someone has to do
A soldier is a hero
He made his choice for you

Next time you hear somebody
Say they deserve all that they get
Take them down to the town legion
And let them say thank you to a vet

Your soft whispers
Give me shivers
Fingers quiver
On my cheek
Speaking softly
Breathing, wafting
Don't stop talking
Always speak

Kiss me softly
Kiss me long
Roughly, gently
Kiss me (til I'm) wrong

now it's come to this,
my sweet marijuana miss.
ugh i cannot sleep.