Tin soldiers standing free,
Proud to walk free,
The sound of marching feet,
Heatwave.
Wind cries, rain ahead,
Break the chains,
Tin drops in vain,
Blazing sunrays,
Blazing sunrays,
Yeah.
Now how can I be sure
Will I be safe there,
The place where soldiers go
To break free?
Tin soldiers marching on,
Code of honour ,
In meltdown uniforms,
Blazing sunrays,
Blazing sunrays,
Yeah.
Tin soldiers hail the clouds,
Cooling teardrops,
Tin fingers touch water ,
Healing water, Yeah.
The rain has made me sure,
My heart is safe here,
The place where soldiers go
To survive.
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