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Standing on a hillside |
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Where the river meets the sea |
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White crosses without number |
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Line the fields of peace |
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And each one a silent witness |
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Staring back at me |
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Every cross a story |
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Of another place in time |
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Where young men thought it worthy |
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To give their life for mine |
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And for the sake of honor |
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Left their dreams behind |
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And for the price they paid |
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I'm forever in their debt |
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Their memory will not die |
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'Cause I will not forget |
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I will stand and hold my head up high |
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I will dedicate my life |
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To the glory of the ones who had to die |
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I will live, live what I believe |
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If for no one else but me |
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I will remember |
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That freedom's never free |
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It was on another hillside |
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Outside the city gates |
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The battle lines were drawn |
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As soldiers took their place |
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The Father watched in silence |
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As a cross was raised |
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With freedom drawing closer |
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He took His final breath |
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He drank our cup of guilt |
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And took the sting from death |
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Heaven's Finest Soldier |
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clothed in human flesh |
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And for the price He paid |
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I'm forever in His debt |
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The cross will never die |
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'Cause I will not forget |
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I will stand and hold my head up high |
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I will dedicate my life |
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To the glory of the One who had to die |
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I will live, live what I believe |
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If for no one else but me |
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To remember that |
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Freedom's Never Free |
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I will walk free |
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I will stay free |
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I will live free |
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I will die free! |