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He's Gone Again

He's gone again. The third deployment in as many years I hold the babies tight and fight the tears And curse the plane that takes him through the sky The babies never know the reason why He's gone again. He's there again A soldier in some hot and hostile land To rescue people who don't understand What freedom is, or what they can become When it applies to all instead of some. Because he has to give a helping hand He's there again. He knows that I am proud as I can be Though I would rather have him here with me He's out there being true and being brave I'm out here with Amelia at the grave Of her true soldier, putting flowers down. In this sadder, now slightly smaller town. He's home again Much sooner than we thought that he would be They say he'll walk again. We'll wait and see. It's up to us to hide the fear inside. To take his guilt away, replace with pride That what he did was worth that crazy ride And one way or the other he'd be free And home again.

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