A Soldiers Dream
With the dream to fight for your country
Being one of freedoms rights
Shame you didn't see
The sniper up in the tree
That took that part away from your life
They shipped your friends home in a casket
Right next to the cot on the plane where you lay
As they call you blessed
Who would ever have guessed
This day you'd rather be given the grave
No one on the tarmac to greet you
Anyways you always hated to see your mama cry
And with all that's gone on
You don't feel much like home
Is where you could spend the rest of your life
Who knew how much this all would cost you
As you fell deep into the Hollywood hype
Now you know what they mean
Saying freedoms not free
When you paid more than you would have liked
You're no longer in the battle but still in the fight
As the nightly voices in your head scream
There you slept in the sand
Here on a park bench
Living out that American dream
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