A Soldier's Silent Dream

A boy with a stick Marching through the fields in his daddy's boots

he learned how it feels to dream of honor Flags that fly

so high he'd watch the jets car streaks across the sky

Mama prayed oh Lord, keep him clean Close to home but he heard

the call where the brave must roll he dreamed of a hero's name

but war don't play a noble game he marched to a land that

cursed his face and died in a far off fore A flag for

a bed and silence remains While this country cried out and it's growing