They came home, but didn't leave the war behind,
In their hearts, in their minds, where it don’t belong.
Boots on the ground, now boots by the door,
But the battle rages forevermore.
The weight they carry, we can’t see,
Invisible scars, heavy as can be.
They paid the price, so we could stand,
Freedom’s cost, written in their hearts.
The weight they carry, it never ends,
A debt we owe to these noble women and men.
They walk the streets of a quiet town,
Haunted by echoes, a thousand rounds.
A flag in the yard, medals in a drawer,
But silence screams what they can’t ignore.
Don’t turn away, don’t close your eyes,
They fought for us, they paid the price.
The weight they carry, we can’t see,
Invisible scars, heavy as can be.
They paid the price, so we could stand,
Freedom’s cost, written in their hearts.
The weight they carry, it never ends,
A debt we owe to these noble women and men.
A folded flag, a tear-stained face,
Memories no time can erase.
We owe them more than a passing glance,
A thank you’s fine, but give them a chance.
Show them how thankful you are, they went so you didn't have to