"...Onward brokenhearted soldier
into the great unknown.
Lay down your weapons and follow
into the light of the sun.
When I couldn't walk any further,
I fell to my knees to pray.
With my final breath I cried out,
in the blowing wind I heard you say:
Onward onward good soldier
into the great unknown
hear the golden trumpet sounding
calling the tired soldiers home..."
To the Desert
By: The Branches
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