For country and brother, child and mother
Towards a land of turmoil, your soldier does go
To watch and protect, to allow our homes to grow
Boots with steps like thunder, over and under
In their eyes there is wonder, the world blown asunder
A canvas of time spread out upon the years
Helmets all tied neatly in a row
God is with them calming their fears
The wonder becomes a light towards the end of the tunnel
Until back home they go
Quell your sovereigns with happy tears
Jul 13, 2014
Jul 13, 2014 at 9:32 PM UTC
For country and brother, child and mother
Towards a land of turmoil, your soldier does go
To watch and protect, to allow our homes to grow
Boots with steps like thunder, over and under
In their eyes there is wonder, the world blown asunder
A canvas of time spread out upon the years
Helmets all tied neatly in a row
God is with them calming their fears
The wonder becomes a light towards the end of the tunnel
Until back home they go
Quell your sovereigns with happy tears
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