Post by Joe on Sept 27, 2006 13:01:40 GMT -5
Holding the line
All alone I have wept the tears of a man
Cold steel cities hold no place for the traveller
The lost poet with the shotgun
Walking still with the walking dead
Hold the line
Marking time
Blue warrior poet march on
Middle aged teenagers come to me
Leave the streets for the sun fields
Jealous eyes fall from the east
The Poet with the steel eyes
Hold the line
Marking time
Blue warrior poet march on
From the green jacket to the UN blue
The blood runs thick
Hate the screams and love the peace
Kill to stay and kill to weep
I held the line
I marked my time
Forever marching on.
All alone I have wept the tears of a man
Cold steel cities hold no place for the traveller
The lost poet with the shotgun
Walking still with the walking dead
Hold the line
Marking time
Blue warrior poet march on
Middle aged teenagers come to me
Leave the streets for the sun fields
Jealous eyes fall from the east
The Poet with the steel eyes
Hold the line
Marking time
Blue warrior poet march on
From the green jacket to the UN blue
The blood runs thick
Hate the screams and love the peace
Kill to stay and kill to weep
I held the line
I marked my time
Forever marching on.