My Hope Is Blowing In the Wind
My hope is blowing in the wind
The sting of battle is beginning to sink in
I pray into the emptiness of a clear blue sky
The sounds of Reveille and Retreat enters my mind
The Red White and Blue the Stars and Stripes
A final salute the quietness of the evening sky
Will be my last straw of hope until I die
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