Unless you had been there
There are things that you can’t know
Trying to forget memories
But still they often grow

Some things we want behind us
The pain and toil of war
And time with friends and family
We only wish for more

Some of us were lucky
And lived on for many years
Others we said goodbye to
Now washed away with tears

Names are oft forgotten
From memory on our own
That’s why we must honor them
By carving them in stone