Like a Soldier

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1. With the twilight colors falling 
and the evening laying shadows
    hidden memories come stealing 
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from my mind.

    And I feel my own heart beating 
out the simple joy of living,
     and I wonder how I ever was 
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that kind.

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2. But the wild road I was rambling 
was always out there calling,
    and you said a hundred times I 
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should have died.

    Then you reached down and 
touched me and lifted me up with 
you,
    so I believe that was the road 
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that I was meant to ride.

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I'm like a soldier getting over 
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the war,
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I'm like a young man getting over 
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his crazy days.
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Like a bandit getting over his   
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     lawless ways,
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 I don't have to do that any more,
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the war.

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3. There were nights I don't 
remember and pain that's been 
forgotten,
    and a lot of things I choose not
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 to recall.

    There are faces that come to me 
in my darkest secret memory,
    faces that I wish would not come
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 back at all.

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4. But in my dreams parade of lovers
 from the other times and places,
    there's not one that matters 
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now, no matter who.

    I'm just thankful for the 
journey and that I've survived the 
battles,
    and that my spoils of victory is
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 you.

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I'm like a soldier getting over 
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the war,
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I'm like a young man getting over 
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his crazy days.
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Like a bandit getting over his   
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    lawless ways,
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every day gets better than the day
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 before,
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I'm like a soldier getting over 
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the war