| One Left Standing The guns are blaring, bullets blazing What am I doing here? I have no quarrel with these people now my heart is filled with fear Face to face, two sworn enemies yet we've never met before who will be the first to fall? I don't want to be here anymore Memories flash as bullets fly I have family, I'm sure you do too Hell, it was just a week ago we sat at the table playing Clue Six year old Eddie won the game much to his innocent delight later we had a barbeque and friends dropped by that night Now that was a lifetime ago and might as well have been on the moon for I'm so far away from home a strange land and facing doom What is your life like, I wonder Do you have kids, a loving wife? Will friends miss you when you're gone? Did you have hopes and dreams for life? The guns are blaring, bullets blazing damn, what are we doing here the muzzle of a gun flashes fire One soldier left, standing in fear! ~PennyLynne~ |
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