30 odd foot of grunts

My hand my heart

30 odd foot of grunts
I can never understand
Why when a drink is in my hand
Time accelerates and leaves me still

With one more drink right in my hand
Am I the last man here who'll stand
We had a meeting - I said I'd see you,
And you know one day I will

It's so much better when it's unplanned
To find a drink right in your hands
And we make a pact to kill the afternoon

And we salute the dead marines
then through the laughter and the screams
We remember all the songs we used to sing

So I raise my glass to you,
My hand, my heart and all that's due
To all the friends that I still know
And those who have passed through

I can never understand
Why when a drink is in my hand
Time accelerates and leaves me still in love with you

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