ODE TO THE ARMY..
Excitement growing, just one week to go. count down the days and hours to go where i belong
need something else, some more passion for life. there must be something more than work, bills
and strife.
trains, buses backpacks from near and afar , and talk of old days with the family at the bar.
off to the venue, a second home, soon to be in my own comfort zone
crowd heaves forward like an army of one, twisting swaying and full of voice
sound pumps through me, now i know I"m alive, all i can feel is the sound of 225
looking up loyally to the man on the stage, piercing eyes cut though me full of passion and rage .
baying crowd calling for a second encore, tired, sweating, still hungry for more
one last boast of song to send us on our way, two taps of the strap, a thumb up and away
