Lest not forget the forgotten soul
That scours the land on the green grassy knoll
The one that waged war on everything we've ever known
And puts beliefs in question that hinders how we grow
Paired with the unknown soldier
Chiseled bold on stone
No eagles soaring high above or perched upon their thrones
Could easily go unnoticed
Or even once be overthrown
No dolphin heard with sonar
The gnarling undertone
Not by land or by sea
Could breach our waged steel armory
Of the land that's in my heart and such a great big part of me
Mountains may crumble
Volcanoes; erupt
But the song for our freedom
We mustn't disrupt
For men have died for every letter of each and every verse
Written and inscribed
On our constitution's purse
Since the day that we arrived
Our nations songs' been sung
Forming echoes along our greatest plains
As one resounding voice ....
The free, the proud, the brave.