Shoulder to Shoulder

They stood shoulder to shoulder
Staring out at the world like they had a lick of sense
They grew older and older
Never touching, never fighting, never mincing no words, never making no sense either

"A full report"
"Yes, sir. I'll bring it right back to you"
Heels snapped, he's gone, gone
Changing strokes, stroking fears
Praying that no big things will appear

Place laid at a table before them
Beds made, crawling in in a hurry
Cover up from the ghosties
They shout, "Red rover, red rover!
Anybody who thinks they can break through our lines
Come right on over and try!"

"A full report"
"Yes, sir. I'll bring it right back to you"
Heels snapped, he's gone, gone
Changing strokes, stroking fears
Praying that no big things will appear



Credits
Writer(s): Alison Wilder
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