A different battlefield (A soldier’s return)
No more sand, no more dust,
no more guns, let them rust.
This is a different battlefield.
Remember the brave who stood by your side,
who will stay awake with you as you cry.
This is a different battlefield.
The dreams that you dream,
there not as real as they seem.
This is a different battlefield.
Another ounce that you sip,
another wound that you rip.
This is another battlefield.
So welcome home brave soldier,
welcome to this war.
This is the new battlefield.
