Infantryman

[Jonas]

THE INFANTRYMAN

There's a hundred years of history

And a hundred before that,

All gathered in the thinking

Going on beneath his hat.

The cold flame burns within him

Until his skin's as cold as ice,

And the dues he's paid to get here

Are worth every sacrifice.

All the miles spent in battle,

All the time it took to train,

All the "yes Sir's" and "orders"

All the bandages and pain.

All the female tears left drying

All the fever and the fight,

Are just a small down payment

On the War he joins tonight.

It's guts and love and glory,

One mortals chance at fame,

His legacy is Combat

And Soldier is his name...

Don't be afraid to do what you want to in life-

and chase your dream,

but you need to be willing to pay the price...