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An introspective look into what it means to serve your country in the armed forces. |
| A Soldier knows the meaning of longing The tears on his face have nowhere to run Cuts on his hands betray discord and strife The pain in his heart only just begun A Soldier is accustomed to heartache He becomes adept at saying goodbye A Soldier must learn to block out the pain A Soldier will find that it's okay to cry. When the smoke of the battle has cleared And worn out souls have no further to roam. He will pack his bags and get on that plane. But he knows in his heart there's no going home. |