Well, he was born, his father's pride and joy His young life scored before it began Dressed up in blue, his mother's only boy Someday this child would have to be a man
He went to school, shiny and white as pearl They did not teach things he should learn Things he would need in this deceitful world Which way to run or which way to turn
He became strong, everyone looked to him One of the boys, a beacon in the night And when he spoke, people would gather in They would stay close, he'd make them feel all right
One, one precious life Only a memory tonight One, one precious life Only a memory to light The years of tenderness Make them burn bright
He wasn't scared, he had no fear at all Said his goodbyes and marched off to war And as he looked back, he heard his mother call Said she'd be waiting at heaven's door
Soon to be killed, left on a muddy field And all of his thoughts were scattered just like seeds And he never knew, threw up his arms and reeled He felt no pain, his heart start to bleed