Somewhere in the distant
I hear someone shout
I hear a cry for help
And see my friend's get shot
I wake up to the smell of smoke
And realize half my 'toon is dead
I set and cry
And see pain in their eyes
As the wounded walk away
I watch as a husband grabs a gun
Runs and burst in flames
As the enemy throws the gernade
I watch a son kill a man
And know the memories will stain
I see the fire in her eyes
As she throws her body down
To save a man she doesn't know
But know's that it is right
I see these things
And there's not time to cry
I hear these things
And there's not time to think
I am a son
A friend
I am a soldier
And I will get through
