Will Things Get Any Better
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The job I do is hard indeed To protect our country in it's time of need I travel near and sometimes far To do my job thats hard All I can think about is calling home And let them know that things are well But deep down inside it's just pure hell During the hardest time of all All I want to do is call The phone calls are short And the lines are long And you wonder when it's my time to go home Time has past and I am on my way But things are bad beacuse of that day I lost some teammates in a very bad way And wonder will things get any better Soon, soon I pray. |