Sun Is Hot On Combat Boots
Sun is hot on combat boots
Sun is hot on sand
Blood is dry, as they pass by
Locked eyes on a man
Wind breaks strong on combat boots
Wind breaks strong on sand
Hearts are lost, but at all costs
Keep eyes locked on man
Loss is hard on combat boots
Loss is hard on sand
Cuts like rust, but go they must
Following a man
Life’s reborn on combat boots
Life’s reborn on sand
With their might, he’s out of sight
And down goes a man
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