Ode to the Fallen
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Well this desert sun is getting to me
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there is a sand storm at my flank
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I feel like an easy target
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standing right next to this damn tank
dodging bullets the ricahe off of the walls
through windows I cant see
I hope my Buddie makes it
my baby sends me pictures
and I start to cry
Steven was born last Tuesday
and I hope I make it out of here alive
I only think of my life
as I watch others die
come June of last year
I was supposed to be with my wife
this desert sun is getting to me
there is a gun fight at my flank
this bullet has gone through me
now my world is turning blank