Soon we'll sail among the heavens
And soar above the clouds.
But first, we must stay here in the war-zone
And listen as the bugle sounds..
As your heart pounds.
Pounding to the beat of the drum.
So consistent, tis almost a comforting hum.
For if the little drummer boy is to fall,
Defeat is surely soon to call.

  Oh but soon we will sail away.
Soon we may see a better day.
So don't give up yet young soldier,
This war is not long till over.
Keep trudging through your trenches.
Keep on marching through the rain.
Don't give in to the pain.

  Though you take every blow to your pride
With a smile on your face,
It's ok to cry, you don't have to hide
The hurt and the fear
Of things so far, yet still so near.
Oh but in time e'rything will be alright.
One day soon you won't have to fight..