Broken bodies and battered souls
Some young, many very old
Fought for their country to give us freedom
Fought for their country to give us peace
Unable to escape the fight looking for some release
Alcohol and drugs to make demons disappear
Night after night reliving those fears
Broken bodies and battered souls
Some young, many very old
More and more pills to ease their pain
They went to war and were never the same
Bombs exploding, fight after fight
Many times afraid to sleep at night
They went to war, their friends never came home
In a foreign place they died alone
Broken bodies and battered souls