Laughing, joking, boasting, and smiling
All these things they do to
Mask the fear and loneliness
Of a foreign world so far from home.

Drinking, swearing, gambling and reading
All these things they do to
Fill the endless hours
Of memories in a deserted station.

Crying, praying, mourning and working,
All these things they do to
Find a way to carry on
Through the long days of a long tour.

Writing, playing, listening and watching
All these things they do to
Make the memories surface
In the heat of the burning sun.

Loving, caring, trusting and hoping
All these things they do to
Feel the love in their hearts
That coasts across the many miles.

Counting, waiting, worrying and wanting
All these things we do to
Carry you safely home on wings
Of angels answering our call.