Pick me up battlefield
It's a long way down
And I'm afraid
Salute the water
Salute the air
It's a long way down
And it's cold down there
Count 'em one
Count 'em three
With muddy boots
And shaky sleeves
A field of loss
From a field of dreams
A brother bent upon his knees
Ghosts posed as company
It's a long way down
And I'm afraid
A fallen rope
From a lazy tree
It's a long way down
And it's cold you see
The command proved
What it meant to be
A law of stone
In a land of free
Brothers stared down tubes of gray
As fingers told
What mouths can't say