Pick me up battlefield It's a long way down And I'm afraid Salute the water Salute the air It's a long way down And it's cold down there Count 'em one Count 'em three With muddy boots And shaky sleeves A field of loss From a field of dreams A brother bent upon his knees
Ghosts posed as company It's a long way down And I'm afraid A fallen rope From a lazy tree It's a long way down And it's cold you see The command proved What it meant to be A law of stone In a land of free Brothers stared down tubes of gray As fingers told What mouths can't say