When you close your eyes there's a frightened pride that lives for you
That your mother’s life and your father’s eyes can't hide
You had no choice didn't ask the dice too fall for you
Still your courage comes like thunder through the skies
Always the winner, the victor and the giver
Somewhere through that winter you'll never be alone
For evermore the winner
The taker and the giver
Somewhere through that winter you will not grow old
So you carry time down the tortured line where mysteries show
Well hidden from life’s learned and life’s wise
Mans useless ways and worthless conversation
Lie well exposed and humbled in your smile
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Still you run out in the morning with the boys and the girls
The miracle of innocence on a head of curls
We'll search every reason wherever we roam to find a place
For these broken hearts and bones
We'll keep a fire on the hillsides after the summers gone
And we'll wait here till the war-wounded come home
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