Why’s it always stormy right before the calm?
Why are we so lonely before it’s said and done?
Why’s it always darkest right before the dawn?
If liars can be honest, and right can be wrong
And when you find a doorway, are you in or are you out?
You have to stand up before you fall down
You need to get lost before you get found
No, no, this is horrible. You see, the flag will go to the husband or wife of the deceased soldier as next of kin. This flag is going to the son.
Both of his parents are gone.
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