Fight the war that cant be won
Pack up your gear and head on out
To another place
Where bullets fly and explosions born
On the battlefield you'll call home
To fight the war that cant be wone
Write your letters everyday
But you know they may not be sent right away
Wage this fight in your heart and head
Continue that way, indeed you'll be dead
Return home from the front
Tired and perplexed
Finally lay in your bed
And put yourself to rest
To another place
Where bullets fly and explosions born
On the battlefield you'll call home
To fight the war that cant be wone
Write your letters everyday
But you know they may not be sent right away
Wage this fight in your heart and head
Continue that way, indeed you'll be dead
Return home from the front
Tired and perplexed
Finally lay in your bed
And put yourself to rest