| Is everyone a soldier
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| When there’s no end in sight
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| And the ones that do the running
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| Will exercise their right
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| To plead their case tomorrow
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| 'Cause they must be moving on
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| So much for the front line
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| Run the marathon
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| Though half of them are gone
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| And the grass is always greener
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| The meaning just got meaner
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| They’ll state their case tomorrow
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| The savings in their bonds
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| The map is just an outline
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| The quarters can’t be drawn
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| Still every now and then I’m reminded that you
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| Could wave goodbye and then vanish from view
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| Essential services are counting on you
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| Ooh
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| Don’t you dare surrender
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| Don’t bother keeping score
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| The battle lines get blurry
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| When your world’s at war
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| Just move to the horizon
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| The sun is in your eyes
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| That’s one retired captain
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| Imparted words so wise
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| Still every now and then I’m reminded that you
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| Could wave goodbye and then vanish from view
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| Essential services are counting on you
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| Ooh
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| Counting on you, ooh
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| Imparting words so wise
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| We always kept our ties
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| And hanging up the medals
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| Our feet were on the pedals
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| Just move to the horizon
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| The sun it has your eyes
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| Retired’s just a caption
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| I’ll never justify
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| Still every now and then I’m reminded that you
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| Could wave goodbye and then vanish from view
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| Essential services are counting on you
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| Ooh
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| Counting on you, ooh
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| Ooh
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| Ooh |