[ Featuring Shaun Johnson, the Big Band Experience ]
There is a gate that stands in front of us
There's a sleep we do not know
And a home that's closest in our dreams
Where the marching soldiers go
There is a sign that's faded into rust
There's a cadence soft and low
And a concrete road that turns to dust
Where the marching soldiers go
There is a hymn of praise to brothers lost
Rising from those fires below
And a thousand prayers to count every cost
Where the marching soldiers go (2x)
I used to love, I used to be, please remember me (2x)
