Sound the bugle now.
Play it just for me.
As the seasons change,
Remember how i used to be.
Now i can't go on;
I can't even start.
I've got nothing left, just an empty heart.
I'm a soilder, wounded so i must give up the fight.
There's nothing more for me.
Lead me away,or leave me lyin' here
Sound the bugle now,
Tell 'em i don't care.
There's not a road I know that leads to anywhere.
Without a light I fear that I will stumble in the dark.
Lay right down and decide not to go on.
Then from on high,
Somewhere in the distance,
There's a voice that calls
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