Taps
When you hear the bugler's call
say a silent prayer.
For those who've fallen, friend
or foe, never to fight again.
Twenty-four somber notes, played
at the end of time
Bow your heads, remove your hats,
cover your hearts, thank your stars
Some left too short of this world,
guarding those who don't remember
Some left, a long and prosperous
life, always in our hearts
When you hear the bugler's call
say a silent prayer.
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