The Soldier

I fell in line for your country

You take mine in the deep valley

It's about time you sing our praise now

(without you there...right down?)

I'm realized, I beat my brains out

It feels right in a Jesus halo

I walk back, feel for me now?

I look back but it's not the same (girl/route/group?)

I'm on time

You crossed that line

And your dreams all come back

And the scenes all go black

I'm on time, the dream is over

I shoot again to the British soldier

They're out of scale but that's how things go

What I see is a double single

I cross the heart of the sounds of a wind bag

Memories like anyone had

I get lost, with the (thin butter dingbat?)

We ought to face the consequence of that

I believe in cheating a ghost

It's his line so only god knows

The sandman and in between says

I read books but don't last to the first page

Life on the line

Dreams expire

And they never come back

You forever have that

I fell in line for your country

You take mine in the deep valley

It's about time you sing our praise now

(without you there...right down?)

I'm realized, I beat my brains out

It feels right in a Jesus halo

I walk back, feel for me now?

I look back but it's not the same (girl/route/group?)

I think twice

That's my advice

I wish you'd give it back

It's the good thoughts I lack

We know too well the dream is over

You throw work over your shoulder

The busy (...) must have begun

Those are the sort of ideas I shun

The four walls, the sculls I'm cracking

?

was all that was happening

We move up but the ?

We go down because we've reached our peak