They stand in a station,
waiting for the train to leave.
Her husband leans out the door,
she gets down on one knee.

As the train begins to depart,
his son asks, "where's daddy going?".
Mother looks at the boy, as tears slowly fall,
"fathers fighting the fight that's ongoing".

Years pass by,
the boy grows older waiting for his dad.
Mother sits in her room,
looking at pictures of what she had.

The boy walks in the room,
asks, "Mother, why do you cry?".
She turns to him, wipes the tears from her face,
you're father, my son, has died.

Years pass by,
mother sit in a cold train station.
She hold in her hands, a book,
as she reads a section called Revelations.

She hears her name called,
as the train begins to push forward in the dead of night.
She looks up as tears fall from he aged eyes,
her son is leaving to fight the ongoing fight.