| 1 | The soldier is lying on the bed, languishing of wounds. | |
| 2 | Discipline will push you past pain and punishment. | |
| 3 | I can kiss away the pain. | |
| 4 | And the wounds of a nation were healed. | |
| 5 | But all the way home, the pain remained. |
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