J. Robbins Soldier On
The rich embrace their destiny, the poor are stuck with fate
All your life's the coming true of fictions you create
In the trenches of the little wars that subdivide your days
Soldier on
Soldier on
Life is long
Soldier on
Your solitude is solid gold, you're owned, you're on your own
Your blood is in their chalice, they build a palace from your bones
Sing on through the struggle to your still unbroken soul:
Soldier on
Soldier on
Life is long
Soldier on
One more tomorrow (soldier on)
Heart in armor, anodized (soldier on)
Real joy, true sorrow (soldier on)
While they conquer and divide
Freezing in the shadows of the fascists and the fakes
Shocks to beat you down again, how much awe can you take
But hammer into anvil, it's the hammer that will break
Soldier on
Soldier on
Life is long
Soldier on
Soldier on
Soldier on
Life is long
Soldier on
