Different times are different reasons,
They took your breath into windy seasons
They took my heart into the chest
Of the Magnificient, Dear Sir of the West.
Trade markets, weapons and calvary
Make the world seem more small
Than what I've seen.
Even though there's fire through a wall,
Who is going to save them all?
Let them speak, the fearless or the dauntless
The kids who are going to be speechless
From what I have to say,
Let them speak for another day.
It's hard being a soldier in no war
And thus far from what you've become
They lead us into pain and son,
There was pain, fear and almost everyone
Was dead.
