Smiles and tears from tomorrow's past,
a brief joy that will never last,
convince yourself that everything's fine,
and contain your fears with titanium and twine.
slowly and surely the truth we leak,
for human comfort is what you seek--
years gone past of painful suppression
can only lead to unfortunate depression.
so fight on my sweet soldier;
a war that can't be won
and feel the release of pressure
when all it is over and done.
