Letra de The Soldier
I imagine a dream In which I'm a soldier And I'm walking On the faces of dead women And everyone I've left behind meIt's the year when The troops entered The 39th, 39th parallelSend me home restless Send me home damaged And wantingIt's the year when Some poet said We must love, or accept the consequences I want you to share Every pinprick of guilt That I have felt That I have feltSend me home restless Send me home damaged Send me home dispossessed Send me home damaged And wanting