he broke up the line and checked the time a soldier never cries but there was one cracked by the sun collapsed but not quite done wake up and die force fed your life they've got his soul and spine where he can't breathe but he can burrow where he will only know the whites of their eyes he will go down into the air down where no one cares his name's on a wall they will never see is history such a grand place to be if it's up to speed outrace the irony the wife he'd never leave his body's on the beach and if it's up to speed he will get there soon does he have to feel like he is not allowed to feel as he holds his hands in the air and hopes for somewhere real where he can breathe but he can love all where he will only know her brown eyes he will go down into the air down where no one cares his name's in a book they will never read is history such a grand place to be so what is up to speed a folded flag on knees his boys grow up to be someone that's too much like me and if it's up to speed he will get there soon here there i'll be damned

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