TOUCH A NAME ON THE WALL
I guess you could call it our summer of freedom,
The year that we both turned 18.
We hitchhiked to Denver, fresh out of high school.
Man, we were sights to be seen.
That was the year that you dated my cousin,
'Til they took us away in the fall.
And Lord! how I wish you were standing here with me,
As I touch your name on the wall.
(Chorus:) Touch a name on the wall, (2x)
Lord, help us all. Touch a name on the wall.
Each time I come here, I wear my fatigues,
To honor the men that I knew.
And I touch every name that came from my outfit,
And read 'em out loud when I do.
Some people say that they all died for nothin',
But I can't completely agree.
'Cause this brother here, he didn't die for no country,
He died for me. (Chorus)
Usually, walls are just made for division.
They separate me from you.
But God bless the wall that brings us together,
And reminds us of what we've been through.
And God damn the liars and the tin-plated heroes,
That trade on the blood of these men.
And God give us the strength to stand up and tell 'em, "Never again!"
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