Staring at the ceiling
Wondering what it all meant
Hoping for a hint
Of what could be wrong
Rescues are only successful
For those who want to be saved
Don't think that letting out your feelings
Means that you have caved
Even the strong have bandages we tend to
Even the weary have ways that they can mend you
Soldier, soldier
Keep your head held high
You are a source of pride
You will overcome
Soldier, soldier
Look how far you've already come